Lyrics:
Mother and Father, both proud of the daughter
That heaven had sent them, Feleena was this baby's name.
When she was seventeen, bothered by crazy dreams
Mother and Father, both proud of the daughter
That heaven had sent them, Faleena was this baby's name
When she was seventeen, bothered by crazy dreams
you)
Just to hold you by my side (Just—Just to hold ya)
[Verse 3]
Just chilling. Not thinking ‘bout touching. (no)
I want a woman to tell me “Ain’t no
is to not speak until spoken to
And when she doth speak, she is called lousy and uncouth
Being a woman is feeling like a foreigner in bodies you've
the woman's head nobody will by and she began to cry
That was in the early fall and when came the late fall
Son she said the sight of you makes your
don't think I got it on me but the Yop close
But damn that's the way we live
I feel like Biz Markie to them hoes I gotta tell them that they just a friend
to me
Anyway the wind blows...
She keeps her Moet et Chandon
In her pretty cabinet
""Let them eat cake"", she says
Just like Marie Antoinette
A built-in
was better than being alone. I met one of my best friends this way, Kelly. She was also a teenager, not homeless, but just like me. She wanted to be
we get to this point with each other
Like paraplegics, can't stand one another
You sorry, you sorry, not the only one hurt
See the tears from my mother
Sermon]
No matter what, like D Mack, call me cousin
All over the world, there's girls by the dozens (yea yea)
You said you a one woman man, stop lyin
It's
yo hardest nigga at us, we gon show you that he frail
Look, raised by Monique
You can't find a woman solider
Don't see that I'm the best
Put yo eyes in
and Jay-z
Rakim and eric B
Slim shady
Biz markie
And weezy
Make this shit look easy
Still not a clone, im gonna be known
As a goat, one who’ll uphold the soul
in cops.
You say she's nothin but a woman then you come up shot.
You say "Why you want to kill me?" and she says "why not?"
Pop she got a body
(Damn)
Did it all for Monique (Damn)
Not the one that you think (Damn)
Keepin' you on your toes (Damn)
Makin' sure you don't reach (Damn)
Wanna learn I can
Not another peep
Martha(beszélve):
It's just dancing. Sometimes I think it's cooler than homework.
Stréberek:
No, no, no, noooooooooo
happens just know that it's meant
I can't force what exists
But can see what is sent
I was talking to Monique before I became her man
We met in twenty
She Gotta Have it
Black girl magic
Circa since the 90's when they used
To be Snappin
Like (Snaps) and shit would just happen
Black woman you are
Aren't I dope?
On that note, she was just my kind
A penny for my thoughts, always on my mind
Explain why her name's over all my rhymes
No woman got me
they're all hill
RA is R-A-W
You know that, that had the road mad
No metaphor, just smack and know facts
When I clap MACs, it's bags and dog tags
So
No sacrifice
Or commitment
Just having fun
Normalized bad attitudes cos we all misinformed
A man's worth being judged by the cash he got
A woman's
narrows her eyes
Everyone looks at my mother she is one of
If not the most influential
Socialites in the city
He hands her two passes
A red one for her
like Kamori
And as for Kimberly now that's another story
But Monique still street, and Amanda probably won't answer
I broke ties with Alicia and made up
This jam is dedicated
To that woman that knows what she wants
And just how to get it, word up
She knows what she wants
Yo, she knows what she
the VIP cause I'm the admin
Think her name Lisa Monique or jasmine
She asked when I'm coming over make sure you by your lonely
She just want my presence
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