Lyrics:
wit y'all
Watching you niggas, you shook! all you looking all nervous
Maybach infront the club, parked crooked on purpose
Now ladies my Mercedes
and Serena
Got my brown like a diva, that's sweet and primrose, when she bun the reefer
Heels have ice, so take time, listen close when you see the teacher
so sexy
(Perfect, for, me) and this is for
My ladies that be steady sippin' Cris'
Always lookin' nice, put some ice on they belly or they wrist
Girls
'em
Hits for why'all the same ? we bring 'em
Oh my, look what we got
Three boss players chillin in one spot
It's Joe and then we got Joe and then we
Hey Joe,
Where you goin' with that gun in your hand.
Hey Joe,
Where you goin' with that gun in your hand.
I'm goin down to shot my ol' lady,
I caught
in store
This infant so frail must not grow to be strong
The world was at risk if she waited too long
So veiled by the blackness of night she did creep
in store
This infant so frail must not grow to be strong
The world was at risk if she waited too long
So veiled by the blackness of night she did creep
Simon was a boy of just 18
He met Mary by the bar one Sunday Eve
Well he said to her
It's nice to meet
My name's Simon, could I treat you to a drink?
By accident
I found a room to rent
Above a bar they called little Joe’s
It was a big old shack
Off the beaten track
But man, I was tired of the road
'em
Hits for why'all the same ? we bring 'em
Oh my, look what we got
Three boss players chillin in one spot
It's Joe and then we got Joe and then we
broad
Guess they'll never play it again Sam
Damn that was my jam
Now she's on the lamb
She made it out with 200 grand
What a scam
While these two
Kane is in the building nigga
Fairwell
Fairwell
Fairwell
Fairwell
Fairwell
Fairwell
Where my old lady at
Where my old, where
She is gone, she is
Jollof music hunu u u
Syndik8 records sheen yo
I go by the name of Lynxx and a
Han ahn hey
Wizkid lets go boom
She be my fine fine fine lady ah fine
on your girl's behind
Damn! She's fine
And she's always there when I call
And she's always on time
And while you all pray to god, Your lady's prayin to my
nervous
Maybach infront the club
Parked crooked on purpose
Now ladies my Mercedes Maybach
Probably hold six in the back
And three if ya fat
Probably hold
He met Marmalade down in old Moulin Rouge
Struttin' her stuff on the street
She said, "Hello, hey Joe, you wanna give it a go?"
Oh, uh-huh
He met Marmalade down in old Moulin Rouge
Struttin' her stuff on the street
She said, "Hello, hey Joe, you wanna give it a go?"
Oh, uh-huh
roll up my sleeves
She's a bitch
You can't see me, Joe
Get on down while I shoot my flow
She's a bitch
When I do my thing
Got the place on fire,
roll up my sleeves
She's a bitch
You can't see me, Joe
Get on down while I shoot my flow
She's a bitch
When I do my thing
Got the place on fire,
were almost touching mine at Smokey Joe's Cafe
A chill was running down my spine at Smokey Joe's Cafe
Well I could smell her sweet perfume
She smiled
the doctor and tie your head
Get somebody to call my bail
Don't want to stay in that fucking jail
Run Joe!
Hey the man's at the door
Run Joe!
Hey man
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
sista
[Mya]
He met Marmalade down in old Moulin Rouge
Struttin' her stuff on the street
She said, "Hello, hey Joe!
You wanna give it a go?"
Oh! uh huh
She's my lady
I found a lady and she's so fine
My baby, she's got the flavors and she's all mine
She keeps my lovin' when I'm not there
I know she
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