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Running through the club got em all turning up like 
Yaa Yaa 
Ice cream drip I must be lit like 
Yaa Yaa
Foreign chic with the foreign whip like 
Yaa Yaa

heroin chic

Under scattered stars
You make me weak
On battered couches where people seem to meet

Lighting candles
Biting nails
You never thought it would

right there by the table
That'd be your seat if you sat with me
Blindfolded dreams and unseen expectations
Im not being mean but really want all of it end

and just don't talk
I never made a man 
Didn't trip when they walk the walk

(It's so chic and we love)
(What you've done with the place)
(Compliments

Always by my side
See every morning ohhh
I give him the glory
He's always there for me
No more weeping oh
Cover me your blood
Fill my life with your joy

I know I f- up, I'm just a loser
Shouldn't be with ya, guess I'm a quitter
While you're out there drinkin', I'm just here thinkin'
'Bout where I

the club 
He's surrounded by a 1 or 2 quacking ducks 
They Trying to come up in this game get a couple bucks 
He think they real but they not with that Fake

While she doing her thing
Oh me oh my, this chic is giving me brains
I like em, short petite and built just right
Five five with thick thighs
So those

shawty bad as hell, come on, can't you tell
Dolce & Gabbana on her with some shades by Chanel
She black and Japanese, mixed with some Lebanese
So I got

Wee baby wizz
Wee baby wizz

Its sunday and the church bell rings
Its sunday and the church bell rings

I just want to get by
And have a good time
No

go protect my soul .
I'm wining we did it
You better be happy we did it
Niggaz don't get it
Life is a river you better flow with it
I swim in

Pride

Soul II Soul

Vol. V: Believe

1995

One, two, sess coming through
With the rude lyrics and the pride to fit
I ain't the counterfeit chic, renk up rhythm to rhatid
With my girl

P-dot going nuts 
I'ma chic walk in these chucks 
Look on high fashion no strut 
We up till the sun coming up 

Young boy going way up 
Up next and I'll

Had an affair with two pair
Cuz came monclair
Made change on wood stairs
Kick game ain't out yet
Compared to what used to be
I see why you ain't used

Fewer few we was chosen by few
Few that chose us chose us last
Pain old and the money new
Been coming last ain't none new
Fewer few we was chosen

the tropics-tropics with a white chic mixing tropical
Whole crew came through in the cockpits for a roadtrip now let's switch topics
Take the whole world by storm. Take

you down are you tired of retreat
Block down be playing my beats the most laced with your voice
Chics be moist started bumpin B and standing up

I know I f- up, I'm just a loser
Shouldn't be with ya, guess I'm a quitter
While you're out there drinkin', I'm just here thinkin'
'Bout where I

and that's by any mean 
By any means, by any means I'm going all out and that's by any means

Imma brown chic weigh 130
Always keep the 380 on 
I bake bread, I

them to come meet me
You just pull up on Doheny
And park that Lamborghini outside I'll tell Philippe
You like Perrier or Fiji
He like that shit chic

Arcane mechanics if its broke you gotta order parts
Calculated magic torn apart by performance arts
Escape the labyrinth before its dark or meet your fate

like the locusts
Trapped in a cabin that's been snowed in
Or are they packed in like the Trojans?
Head hit with the echo
I'm reaching into the trench

Strippers are fuct, tweakers are fuct,  your mom is fuct, and cocaine is fuct, your girlfriend is fuct, by my face shes fuct, by a dog shes fuct, by

lives//entertainers and the entertained// getting deceived for each and  every dollar earned// videos with chics twerkin’ half naked//
And we wonder why the girls