Lyrics:
the corner
Rikers Island know the water so it's all water
Shoes native, rock a husky as a headdress
Mind's sick so we need to be on bedrest
You're
self-ia, Bronson not helpin' ya
Trying to get the Lexus ah oysters for breakfast ah
I'm still in queens thats my native land
I sport a headdress baby veil
with what I see, it's an idiot's delight
When all injuns wanna wear the headdress
But can we convalesce the students strike to a recess
Change a little
the mystical lord
Covered with rich headdress
He will proceed his way over the line
Furious as tiger
Once the tower rocked and cracked beneath its lash
I say
Okay, I'm Mr. 1999. All of my life I say
Okay, I'm Mr. 1999. All of the time I stay
Lion head-dress, make-up like Cleopatra
I'm out of vogue,
(Get back)
(Get back)
(Ok)
(Get back)
(Ok)
(Get back)
100 million
Tell me how you're feeling
With the headdress on and the holocaust singing
I've
wanna knock me off my pivot
I know God shieldin' me
Too many damn offenses headdress over me
I had to put it on a pendant
He ain't tryna get no money,
a headdress, my minds in a right mess the pairs are over ripe
There on the table all pretty and labelled is what we’ll have tonight
And jingle jangle merries
on the headdress so
Niggas that we hair dress oh
Checks that can fake fair so
Folds I could care less
Look at my eyes
Im a huslters shit I need bedrest
You
a couple demons, gonna leave a nigga neckless
Leave a nigga headless
They call me the chief, boy, I think I need
A headdress
Oh, you smoking who okay, bet,
dig lycka till, tack
Her terms were fruitless
Features like a feathered headdress
She'd stay out late with guests
That'd forget to give a goodnight kiss
in a headdress, my minds in a right mess the pairs are over ripe
There on the table all pretty and labelled is what we'll have tonight
cnd jingle
The way that you do
Everyone dies
It ain't nothing new
On a gloomy afternoon
Lizzy come back to life
Topless in your headdress
Laying by the pool
New Thanksgiving Feast
We traced our hands and made paper cutouts
We pasted feathers on
And we would shout out
I made a turkey
I made a headdress
I
clothed in some Kleenex
With toiletry rolls arranged in a headdress
Sleeping on me said that I'm getting too old
Now I'm sleeping on them making a "hit"
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