Lyrics:
Verse 1: Thrill Da Playa
Come on, I'm speakin' up
All the big-booty girls in the club
Wussup with the table-top?
Get up on, and make that booty
the Earth with infinite worth
First it's turnin' tables, open our own labels
Disable the Republicans, then reverse capital punishment
I've seen it all up
Dance like penguins on my table
Ain't my kind of joy
On every Friday night
I'm just whistling on a song...
Songs we wrote together
When my
free
Table's turnin' now you're beggin' me
Oh baby can't you see
You gotta keep on runnin' (keep on runnin')
Don't stop runnin' (don't stop runnin')
Cledus at the kitchen table
Short of breath, legally disabled
Wife walks in, she's so surprised
Can't believe I'm still alive
I say I'm hungry
Aldo's standing at his table
And he's wondering if he's able
To pick the number right this time
He watches as the wheel stops spinning
Sees
how the tables turn. I had my mind made up like a story
That you knew the ending of
I always knew that you were pretending
Yeah, I always knew that
must face
That I won't be saved
We're destined to all die alone
I buried my cross with a rose
I won't kneel at your alter now that I know
It's a table
Then she came and sat down at my table,
And as she placed her soft hands in mine,
I found myself wanting to kiss her
For temptation was flowing like
I suppose, for a man like you
To be the love of my life
That's a lot to ask
But somehow, I feel the right
So here I am, hey babe, with the tables
Straight drop right on the table and it was all glass (all glass)
Hahaha, yeah, nigga
Straight drop right on the table, it was all glass, walked away
Uh
the masters," take the what, leave the what?
I'm counting up this paper cup, paper cut (yeah)
Fuck what I'm bringing to the table
When I'm the legs that hold
10K on the table
Just so we can be secluded
And the vodka came diluted
One more line, I'm superhuman
Fuck you, and you, and you
I hate your
niggas like aerobics
I might tell her girl you cute but balling, that shit gorgeous
Standing on the table, Rosé, Rosé, fuck the waters
You know who
Late night so high
We don't say, "Hi", we say, "Safe flight"
My energy big, I feel like Frank White (uh)
Money on the table like the poker stars
yo, yayoyayo, yo...
I'm sitting on a table
not able to find, a possibility
Sitting on a table, me and my womb
refrain:
I'm waiting everyday
waiting
the benefit Keep talking and we enter the lion's den
Tapping on the table now Grinding your teeth now
Women have to build walls
Feeling so protective
all gone
Get washed away
The time to play is dead
Can't aim for peace
They aiming at ya head
Candles burn and karma comes around
Tables flipped
O, the webs you've woven
The lies you've chosen
The love in ruins
This fucking betrayal
Will bring the truth out
Out on the table, for all to see, see
adapt, look
I'm tired of flying to label reps like
My niggas all ready to eat the table's set
I'm tired of corner standing
Piffin the same exit
Keep it
"S"s I know
Yeah, there's no way in hell I'm driving home
Coke all on the table like it's snow
Yeah, won't you tell your friends leave me alone?
I
table sugar, sweet n low
hang back if you don't know
table sugar, sweet n low
hang back if you don't know
i take visual cues
but i can't see what to do
i
got no use for shifty words
Now there are tables have turned
Mister Mister Minister
Do you know how it feels?
Mister Minister, how'd you likе my place?
la, la, la la, la la la
Allez, venez, Milord
Vous asseoir à ma table
Il fait si froid, dehors
Ici c'est confortable
Laissez-vous faire, Milord
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