Lyrics:
what it is but somehow you know exactly where you want me tonight!
Cause I've got it and you've got it
And she's got it and he's got it and They've got
Alright
You've got the type
I've got the type (alright)
You've got the type
I've got the type (alright)
You bad, sister
You bad, sister
You
You, Yet No Word Sums You Up
Then I Asked The Lord, "What Name Fits You?"
And He Said, "Yah"
Generations, After Generations
Keep Praising You, Yet No
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Generations, After Generations
Keep Praising You, Yet No Word Sums You Up
Then I Asked The Lord, "What Name Fits You?"
And He Said, "Yah"
Generations, After
Yesu Afayo
(Jesus We Praise You)
Generations, After Generations
Keep Praising You, Yet No Word Sums You Up
Then I Asked The Lord, "What Name Fits
And you embarrassed to admit it, I don't want to kick it
After my show, the gangster-ist nigga, he looking suspicious
(Fuck wrong with this nigga, man?)
that old cliche.
There are certain obligations you just can't shirk,
You've got to put the heat on to make the kettle perk;
And if you want it to be
Everybody's got a million questions
Everybody wants to know the score
What you went through
It's something you
Should be over now
Everybody
the antelope.
Who jumped from the building
And you caught me on the sly
You've taken me by surprise.
You've mirrored my best disguise and
Turned it back
of way
I would be lying to you if I said I didn't want you to stay
I've got somebody and you've got somebody too
What would they think think about us
the righteous like they got license
We pay those prices, and now we ball, pass me the rock
Kyrie Irving, how you swervin'
Change direction, Smith & Wesson'll
These days everybody's getting cancelled
Any time you open your mouth now
It's a gamble
Course you've got free speech
Be thankful you can talk
But keep it
been missin' uh
Tongue kissin' in the strangest positions
Givin' you a good taste
Of the thang's you've been missin' uh
Listen i can tell by the pain in
want to- rock a lil' something' different
Especially when we fly out to Venice
After love for the U.S.A- kiss goodbye- cuz by the next day
We gonna
down
I will find you somewhere in the dark
I'm lying with you, you're lying with me
I want to to show you what I know so far
By doing it right
Understand, I understand
Why you think I'd want you back (oh-ooh)
After what you did to me? (Yeah)
Did you think you blinded me? (oh-ooh)
Boy, you know
of what you ain't
Well packaged to distribute to the masters
Plotted this since first grade classes
Class is elements of a classic
I've got evidence
(what)
That's what my bitch told me after I
Took her purse and shook her down
Looking for a pound in that purp, bitch
I'm scandalous, I poke you like deer
we're doing it, wow
Skepta, you look like you’ve got AIDS
You look like you’ve got HIV
You look like you’ve got Gonorrhea
All around your lips
'Cos you
that's what you like)
You've got that southern stuff I like like like
Sweet southern thing, pretty skin, hair fixed
And when you grin, that's when all
on the floor cause
You live by the sword you die by the sword
You live by your word you die by some more
If you play the game you've got to live with the score
I nodded at a sermon
Billy Graham barely got through
But anyone can see my new celebrity is you
I'm not a bit ashamed of it
A rapier wit
Kept Serge
you faster than you poppin' pill after little pill
Of them tabs of that shit you on, but if you want it, you got it
You'd bump this shit too, if we
like this" but
Fallin' outta love got me foolish like I slipped
You'd better relish what you've got because loving you? I quit
Lookin' at my life after
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