Lyrics:
My Heart
Gra
Gra
Gra
Gra Gra Boom
Like what
Like what
What’s on ya mind lil baby just talk
In the V now we down at the mall
With my card you
And scream it in your face
Still I'd say hey I don't know
Still I'd say hey I don't know
Tele deals the cards and draws an ace
And finds himself
to the new wild west
There are so many factions and cue-card reactions
It's hard to keep clear the possibilities here 'cause there's no force to unite them
wandered through my playing cards
And I would not let her be
One of the sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were
to draw a card from the deck
Anybody in my city going hard I respect but
You got a debt and you choose not to pay that
I'mma hop ya fence, come into your
I'm just throwing the shards, of all my calling cards
And I'm speaking My True Name
I'm just throwing the shards, of all my calling cards
And I'm
bitches and we kissin' in the wraith (muah)
I need that black card and the code to the safe (hmm)
Donate to this pussy like you in a M.I.A
Ayy, God's
Been a long time comin'
And the cards were stacked
It's been a long hard road
To hell and back
Your love meant trouble from the day we met
You
the jokers
That he left behind
You find he did not leave you
Very much not even laughter
Like any dealer he was watching for the
Card that is so high and wild
of the bus goes open and shut
Open and shut
Open and shut
The door of the bus goes open and shut
All through the town
The card on the bus goes bleep bleep
Jeans Cuz
My Credit Card Skinny
Its Pitch Black And Covers All Incidentals
And Mrs Wrong Sorry You
Ain't Notice My Potential
Fuck Yall Rappers And
Your
your card come tumble down
And I know your future now
I see your card come tumble down
I watch the wheel go spinning round
I see your card come tumble
Yeen been bussin no juggs
Yeen really good in the hood
I'm pulling niggas cards
Yall do not go hard
Fuckboy
Yeen really trappin like that
Youn really
a pack
Cut a check, real nigga, credit card fraud, yeah, he was cap
Cappin', I know you niggas be cappin' (that's cap)
I hit the switch on you, tappin'
A sentimental little card
Where's my unhappy ending gone?
Where's my unhappy ending?
Here's the part where you save me
Here is the scene where you save
cards went out
I'm through dealin'
Now 52 bars come out, now you feel 'em
Now 52 cars roll out, remove ceilin'
In case 52 broads come out, now you
is no way to die
See the ground sinking 'round
Tomorrow's a card to play
Same old words heard in storms
Repeated doom
Too many rules, it will
the wasted love, sweat and tears
Now you're 'Mr. Never in a million years'
You're a D.I.Y. mister, it's been a good day in hell
Keep those cards
I want to wear the finest shoes
My credit card can buy
I want to eat the finest food
And drink the finest wine
I want the world to stop and stare
Luke
Luke was a poor boy
Work Very hard
He had to work very hard
He never had no money
Drew that card
Some say he drew that card
Then when day he
swipe the black card I'm walking
Cause she wants to do something like the girls in the film do
She wants to see if the Oscar is the flute or is
Jamie
A betting fool
A gambling man
No sooner up
You're down again
Mama said you won't get hurt
Don't play the cards
You won't get burned
But
Yo we fear the IRS, fear the INS, fear God
I'm more afraid of a credit card than a terror squad
But really y'all, we're suspecting the weapons
I'm a gamblin' man
[ guitar ]
I've gambled in Las Vegas broke the bank at Keno's Club
I made a fortune on the road playin' five cards stud
I don't brag
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