Lyrics:
in the day was "Eric B. for President"
Rude boy composer, step to me you're over
Brothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra
MC short and black, there
Come take a dip girl
Down in Dulac
Bayou water, muddy feet
Girl I like that
I got an appetite
You gon' find out later
I'ma eat ya toes
Call me
Packed up my bags and just left with you
Just arrived and we getting loose
Always stick by your side
I will be there when you need me most
Treating
inside a girl?
Somethin's tellin' me there's a whole nuther world.
Ya gotta pointy bra...ten inch waist.
Long black stalkings all over the place.
they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
chillin by the lake
N****s got buck 50s tryna do the whole race
Lil n***a over there just stay in ya place
Steady paper chasing
Making moves with
than abuser's have
Aye, keep the phone on silent, while the bands move, aye
Kick her out the car then hit my dance move, aye
Money in my pocket make my
came ashore
Greeted with nothin' but niceness
Sailin' west in attempt to
Find gold and spices
Dominated by the popes in frenzy for ices
The Catholic
I'm talkin murda on that pussy, I'm a goon bitch
You spend the night, you make it home by afternoon bitch
Move quick, that go a rack
Bust it ho, you
live my life as I want am
Jumping over the hurdles all by myself
I don't need no storms now (No be today)
E don tey wey yarnsh don dey dey for back (No
For you my chargie
You underrated your moves are magic
So make I follow you de go tonight
Over over can't get over you
I'm mad over you
I no de Whyne
070
Saint Nicky
I ain't sober, I'm coming over
To be bend you over, just turn on over girl
I ain't sober
Had a few shots of whisky
I can't lie
Yeah
Same song and dance
Damn, girl, everywhere I go
Same song and dance
I like the way you move, all over the globe
Same song and dance
hadn't died
And conquered all the fear
Joe and girls
Stayed close by in town
Had their own struggles
But they're made it work out
Pete and Liz
Really get
over and
I made my own moves
Sometimes the stress don't do me favors
People still be callin out, ask me for shit
And then get petty when I tell you naw,
time it’s over
Baby Girl You see me
Wid Da Gang we Riding
Move your body forwardd
Then Begin rewinding
TikTok
Baby girl call it perfect timing
TikTok
beats don't lie through your teeth
cause soon its the bazmans time im still trynna find peace at mind
Im putting in piece by piece in time
that girl she
have
Come on let's give it a whirl
See, I've been watchin' you
And I like the way you move
So go 'head, girl, just do it
That ass shakin' thing
just enough room to cram the drums
In the corner over by the dodge
It was a fifty-four
With a mashed up door
And a cheesy little amp
With a sign
Tearin' off the doors to your Lex
Steel Magnolia
Fear is takin' over ya
If you ain't bowlin' we rollin' straight over ya
If you ain't real about it
on a nigga got me back lazy
Catch me slumped over oh no leaning to the left side
Chasing after waterfalls so shouts out now to Left Eye
How bout right now girl
dare to make a move
No I won't dare to make a move
She is a girl who's made of sugar more than spice
And by some lovely accident, she's everything nice
head in the cool blue norm
In a small suburban garden
Not a single neighbor knows our name
I know the woman wishes we could move somewhere
Where
Don't gotta trip if it's wrong or it's right
Fuck with me, I could spice up your life
If you let me
'Cause girl you're lookin' good (Yeah)
And I just
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