Lyrics:
hand cock fast (c'mon!)
With a number in your hand, hot ass (hold up!)
Shorty actin' just like she had a hit (on me!)
Fuckin' while shorty's busy
Our society is fucked up
They're fucking our brothers and sisters up
These white motherfuckers have fucked us up
This ain't by no goddamn accident
the stash than me
Y'all bitches wanna ride, c'mon it's on me
I guess it's my time, all eyes is on me
Man everybody wanna rhyme like Rule, sing like Rule
worship
By the dimmed light poles
Crossing all the traffic lights
Now I let 'em green
But it'll turn me blue
This back and forth hurts me so much (So much)
on let's go, come on let's go, c'mon let's go
We can be leaves pushed by the breeze
Towards the mountains or toward the sea
Or just out to eat
Please
You ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight
cnd talk to God with your mouth shut tight
I've been drowned in the river and hung by a kite
So
drenches
Cleared your park benches
Missed you by pinches, your talk is senseless
Actor needs chiropractor, for cracked jaw
Yes I rocked, your chatterbox
we always wake up singing the same song
It's 5 o'clock in the morning (yeah)
Conversation got boring (talk to me girl)
You said you're goin'
music) get on the dance floor
Talk about (pop, pop, pop music) talk about, talk about
C'mon
Talk about (pop, pop, pop music) talk about (uh-huh)
Talk
Just Come and Talk to me
C'mon
C'mon
I Just wanna know your name
What's your name baby
I just wanna know your name
What's yo name baby
I just wanna
Ryders), DMX break 'em off
What these bitches want from a nigga?
Break 'em off a lil' somethin'
(And oh yeah by the way, it's the entity)
Ay yo, dawg,
Many men, wish death upon me
Blood in my eye dawg and I can't see
I'm trying to be what I'm destined to be
And n- trying to take my life away (c'mon
the evidence of love
When you're called to tell what you know
(Walk the talk and talk the walk)
C'mon and let the redeemed of the Lord say so
Let 'em say so
(Huh)
I don't date those (oh no)
(A secret rapper? I mean I'm rappin' to you)
(Man) no, (c'mon man)
I can't just talk to you? Like let me open up
Be
! C'mon!
Come show me your scars tonight
C'mon! C'mon!
Talk to me until we're captured by light
I'll be your Shadow Love
You'll be my guru with a gift for
Rock show, Let's go
Rock show
C'mon
(Originaly by Peaches)
I need it's a beat he'll lend
I wanna take time-out, to talk about him
Cause frankly I don't know what I would do without him
We work together like
it's not what it seems, or
Open, open up to me
C'mon open up to me
Show me where you wanna be
Tell me what you wanna be
Is it really what you need
Isn't
quick to talk shit and don't give a damn
I tell that hoe run, man that hoe better scram
I pimp across the land, better read ya' motherfuckin' press
Jeezy]
Just got a hundred of that brown paper bag money
You niggas really wanna talk money?
Shit real that's all I could tell 'em
Just rap 'em up good
poses
I wanna you
But if I do, then I might miss you, bcbe
It's complicated and stupid
Got my squeezed by scxy Cupid
Guess he wants to play, wants
It's the R.O.C. mami, sing our lullaby
C'mon!
[Chorus]
Excuse me miss, I'm the shit
You should come, hang with me, basically
Hold up, skip all
and more
Baby
Olinga edagala ly’obulwade
Where you are, I’m counting on a good day
Tondeka c’mon pick that celly
I know I’ll be better if you talk to me
I'd like to talk with you, past the point of talking
'Til we both had nothing left to say
By the old canal we'd sit awhile, silent in the gloaming
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