Lyrics:
you again, again and again:
Maids must never kiss no men.
No, no, no, no, no, no kissing at all
I'll not kiss til I kiss you for good and all.
Not kiss
bid it let me live in it
Pop that pussy when you
Pop that pussy for me
Girl sit on it I ain't bid it let me live in it
Eight years old watching him push
goodbye
(Don't let me go)
Just bid goodbye
(Don't let me go)
Next time I'll take it slow And as for you I'll never know Maybe then I'll see the signs
So
I am true unto my name
I am free from sin and blame
I have no desire for fame
But it's bid with a B-I-D
'Cause B with a Z spells BZ
I am pure
Saw an advert in the paper saying - "Nuclear Fallout Shelters – For Sale"
Seal your families from the attacks Maybe you can live again
A million
this,
I would like you to grant me your protection.
Because your highness may find my petition highly unusual.
Tell me your request for you are under
ass. Slow it down for a real nigga aight?
Let's go
I don't wanna brag, said that I don't wanna brag
But I got this cash, don't know if I'll throw it
B.I.G. warned y'all about the thugs that wrote calls
It's been a long time coming but it was bound to come
We been puttin' in bids far too long
It's
state bids 'cause they hustle blind
Pieces of a black man, my thoughts travel
Trapped on savage land it's like taboo
Stuck in time, so many young boys
So this was the night
I could run and hide
Or I could fawn for the love I need
So drunk and tired, I bid the crowd adieu
And stumbled to my room
Here’s my change request
I send it off to you life right now
Right now, right now
So I can get this feature in
I’ve been holding back for all these years
for nowhere
Conceiving
A man
Made for nowhere
Did I request of thee
To mold me from clay?
To pull me from darkness?
To give me a name?
Did I request
for in this great big world
To waste these precious days talking ‘bout what is wrong
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My one request - before I go
Just one request - let
for myself
Yes, I give advice to myself
Yes, I make a request to myself
Yes, I make an order to myself
Advice
Order
Request
Advice - be smart to myself
And skies will get you request
Don’t look back
You’re not going that way
Just keep up the faith
And skies will get you request
Sometimes you find yourself
To advanced for my age I was a troubled youth
If niggaz ever say I told then tell em drop the proof
Met jayz at nine years old and ai too
I had 99
hold my hands
I won't bid farewells
I won't bid farewells
I won't bid farewells
Now everyday is better
You have given me a feeling for my survival
Take
what's left
I don't take requests
But for you two, come this far
I might have something to say
You two, you're what's left
I don't take requests
bout you
Drinking through the night for you
When i'm thinking bout you
Drinking just because of you
On and on the same I regret again
To bid farewell
that you're my best
My love is at your request
Tired of fakes and what they do
I can tell it's not you
Tell them move on, we're through
Don't want it if
said pray for God to help my mama cause she can't help herself
Preacher pray for mama that's my special prayer request.
Mama started drinking when daddy
the stone bruk-up the brush
Man well rough woman no stop request the wuk
Yes she have fi bawl fi the pillow
Bedroom destruction woman you man a killa
Have
girl
If you wanted a kiss or a little bit of sweetness
She was always willing to do her best to please
The girls made for love are not made to tease
forcefully
But the bottles are done
We've killed each one
And the table's full and overflowed
And the corner sign
Says it's closing time
So I'll bid
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