Lyrics:
me
Your baby daddy pussy, he ain't on nothin'
If he was in the spot, I'd make him store run
Say you gettin' money, nigga, show somethin'
Since
Uh, before you get here, put your panties in your pocketbook
That's what I told her over the Motorola, Hennessy and Cola
I hold her at attention
breathed hell so hot that you could feel the heat
Daddy was an old time preacher man and Leona would get up to testify
And we'd sing in the sweet by and by
me last Thursday saying,
'ain't you boys going to give me some back rent?'
I told her she'd be lucky if she got some front rent.
Open the door,
got my knuckles bruised by a lady in black
And I held my tongue as she told me
"Son, fear is the heart of love," so I never went back
And if Heaven
all past
Such a wearisome trade is the weaver
Where are the girls, I will tell you plain
The girls have gone to weave by steam
And if you'd find them
it's gon' burn you
I'm with the homies right now
Me and my niggas four deep in a white Toyota
A quarter tank of gas, one pistol, and orange soda
I was a poet, a magazine writer, sent to report on political views
It was by chance, through a lens that I met you, a Kingston girl with no shoes
just Joe Shmoe, rappin' in Joe Blow's basement
I apologized for it before, so
Either accept it or you don't, and let's move on
If I ain't shown that
so don't come around.
I'mma tell you like a nigga told me
..might be OG
That being said, that being told
That's the first nigga in front of me,a
his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly,
Turned a whiter shade of pale
She said, 'There is no reason
And the truth is plain to see.'
But I
To have a choice to be who you wants to be
It's left up to me, and my momma and 'em told me (yes she did)
I say to have a choice to be who you wants
stood at
You couldn't fit in my loafers if you took a steroid
And I wouldn't handle your baggage if I had a bellboy
I'm rarely replying to texts,
you ain't getting this type of dick from that local dude
And if you are I hope you have a good time
'Cause I'll definitely be having mine
(And you
Flyer than a kite, I get higher than Rapunzel
Keep the Snow White, I can buy it by the bundle
Step ya cookies up, 'fore they crumble
Don't be actin'
light was feeble
Unreadable
I was optimistic though, a cabbie told me where to go
I thanked him
A face of white, a face of brown
Ah here a smile
by the next nigga gun
If that's the case, then get a bigger one (yeah)
You don't think I pack the pump 'cause I'm out of the hood
That's
remember my name (remember my name)
And whatever remains
After we walk on white sand
Lets travel in style
Just want to see you happy and smiling
I can change
To have a choice to be who you wants to be
It's left uppa to me, and my momma n'em told me (yes she did)
I say to have a choice to be who you wants
pardon my expression G
If yo bitch is seen wit one of my niggas in the clik
You best believe she done ate a gangsta dick
And you cant fault my niggas
I see you in a lonely place
How can you be so blind?
You're still regretting the love you left
Left behind
Oh, darling
I seen you go through
I just can't get enough
I been rockin the black folks
And tellin' those white jokes
That people are people
So just throw your hands up
If you
moving in our bedroom light?
Why you're dressed in black when I left you dressed in white?
Can you fill me in?"
Were you fucking someone else inside our
words
Oh, it's plain that you're lookin' for trouble
Trouble's what I try to shun
If that's what you want, then that's what you'll get
'Cause
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