Lyrics:
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I may not be the giant but I want that jolly green
I got tomorrow's dreams baby, don't share
, I want, to be loved by you
You've got everything you need
But you want accessories
Got to hold it in your hand
If I changed the world for you
I bet
, and that's not me
I want, I want, I want, to be loved by you
You've got everything you need
But you want accessories
Got to hold it in your hand
If I
to face me
You'll be face to face with your own face
Hands for everybody
Ya afterlife is your new place
I'll park a pussy at the park
You niggas all cunts
One for the money,
Two for the show
Clap your hands if your money don't fold
Get me get that hand clap
Let me get that hand clap, clap
They
always want to settle arguments
Before things get out of hand
But I always feel like people are always
Going to just shift the blame on me
It's terrible
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
know it clap your hands
I see you looking at me
I can tell by your eyes that your feeling me
and I really want you to get close to me
so won't you
and your hell
They've all been used before
There's nothing new to damage or score
You know me I'm sure
And I want peace once more
War is over now
We lay
And I ain't leavin' the house
Without that in my hand
And it ain't only the cops
It's niggas on your block
That talk like a lil' bitch and
Act like they
cars yes
I know you spit bars} yes I know you like stars
But put your hands in the motherfucking air, you hear me?
Put your hands in the motherfucking
passionate point across
Like a hood cat clappin' his hands when he talkin'
Now that I got your attention, I feel I should really mention
Don't come around
You were walking around with a pretty face
And your head buried in your hands
I said, "I don't know why but I'm getting the vibe
You're someone who
DoorDash
You really think you fuckin' with
Hitman? You sure Cass'?
Diz', Goodz, Ars', me
How the fuck you gonna weather the storm?
I'm just judgin off your
over your bitch
Coming over your shit
Got my feet up on you sofas, man
I mean a hostess for my open hand
You coming home to dishes and empty soda
been gullible. I got the shit you want to dance, what...if you're with me in the club to all my people throw your hands up.
EVERYBODY IN THE FRONT
Your breasts you raise your arms
Above your head in that way you usually do
When you want me to please you
A kind of signal between us that
I intend
your youngest children yeah
I put the recordin' of you beggin' for your
Life up in his Build A Bear
Make me mad and watch shit start flippin'
You'll
left hand on that booty
And I got my right hand on that pussy
The way you do got me very very very happy
She stare at me while I'm starin' at it
I
left hand on that booty
And I got my right hand on that pussy
The way you do got me very very very happy
She stare at me while I'm starin' at it
I
on your heart
Hand on your heart
Just put your hand on your heart and whistle
If you call me up, now, now, I'm runnin' back to you
If you want me now,
we all need love
yes ! i know you want some more
from what i said, just right before
so clap your hands to the beat of the sound
put your hands in
bounce to this track
And I don’t care what anybody thinks about that
Hands to the sky, and throw your head back
I can love again tonight
We bounce
Oh na na na na
Shakurlina
You know
And they know yeah
We know
God i'm in your hands
Watch over me yeah
Forgive me
Forgive me all my sins
God i'm in
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