Lyrics:
little baby crying to be fed
I got down on my knees and kissed the moon and star
Oh, oh on his head
As years went by the boy grew high and the village
everywhere I go I get all the attention
I get my looks by divine intervention
We are the pretty people
You want to look like us
We are the pretty people
to disturb the motherfucking
Do you know what is motherfucking boy
Motherfucking boy is me
I wear all my chains out in public and proudly
Pretty bad ting I
an undercover bite me
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 (Cubo)]
I'm in this bitch now
Ya'll niggaz better get ready
I'm ready for whatever ya'll want
Boy, but it ain't
search this wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
I want six crapshooters to be my pallbearers
Three pretty women to sing a song
Stick
fashioned book
I have saved all my ribbons for thee.
If I, if I have been unkind,
I hope that you can just let it go by.
If I, if I have been untrue
I
be sure
I'll lay you eight to five that we'll meet Dorothy Lamour (yeah, get in line)
Off on the road to Morocco
Hang on till the end
She was called a scarlet woman by the people
Who would go to church but left me in the street
With no parents of my own,I never had a home
company
I'm hopin' that you'll come back to me
What 'ya gonna do when the well runs dry?
You're gonna run away and hide
I'm gonna run right by your
call me up [phone ring] said it's a ho-tel party
Just bring the liquor there's already eight shawties
I'm on my way (way) let me stop by the store
Get
Then you took me to St. Louis later on (down the river).
A freighter said she's been here but she's gone, boy, she's gone.
I found her trail in
If you'll gather 'round me, children,
A story I will tell
'Bout Pretty Boy Floyd, an outlaw,
Oklahoma knew him well.
It was in the town
the boy from New York city
He can dance
And make romance (yeah, yeah)
That's when I fell in love with just one glance (yeah, yeah)
He was shy
An overaged boy of 39 has left the wing today
The first time in his life he's made that step
Be numbed by the society and plagued by insecurity
Hit the real neimen
Top floor we shopping
Boy this drip one of the reason she dick hopping
Blowing by the Ps show me what you coppin
If it's beef we
the back by the buses and the limousines
Just to get a glance at a drummer or singer yeah anything
And they come from miles around
For that moment when
She was called a scarlet woman by the people
Who would go to church but left me in the street
With no parents of my own,I never had a home
BOYS WILL BE BOYS
VERSE
Your Mama raised such pretty boy
And I’m not ashamed that i fell for it
Killing me softly with words you spoke
You lured
Encyclopedia Brown has come to take a look around
The news is all over town
I’ve shot
This fired up man went down
Blinded by the eyes alone
be in the way
I like my bitch pretty and paid
Broke bitches they be in the way
I like my bitch pretty and paid
Yeah
Turnt up
Yeah I'm turnt
Broke boy
He's just that boy from out of town
Only stops here twice a year
He says your pretty and he adores you
Reciting dialogue from classic romances
to be
And that was the beginning of my own true love and me
And it's home,boys,home
Home I'd like to be home for a while
In me me own country
the history of music
By night, just to pay for that shit, you'd dance
To get your pants was a mission impossible
We were both the same age but I
Suppose
of a love that's dead
Sometimes happy then sad
I need love, love help me
[Passing by the grounds of time]
Memories that are only mine
Looking for love,
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