Lyrics:
remixing for me
Yeah she cooking for me
All this money for me
Her name is Alicia, her boss got the key
All this money on me, I feel like Floyd
(too much
fuck it I love it here I call it my birthplace
Whenever I walk in they makin' the worst face
Surrounded by Fillipinos I think of the worst case
Watch
open my mouth shit that's the sound
They go "Brra-Tat-Tat" so you betta watch out
Ouch!
[Rick Ross]
Bitch I got money too
"Trilla" album comin' soon
to be immortalised.
The best version of me
It's trapped inside of me
Am outchea
Looking for the key
Coz i wanna let it free
Cowboy lips are all right, all right by me
Strap me on a pair of lips and I'll leave you be
High in the saddle, my Chapstick in hand
Through snow and wind
Aaliyah
Scraping the pan, i’m feeling like
Balenci’ steppin’
I’m feeling like a preacher
I’m moving keys, I got Keys like Alicia
Young nigga i’m the plug
out to you
Can you hear my call?
This hurt that I've been through
I'm missing you, missing you like crazy
This verse is only in the album version:
You
Too my jewelry
Too my jewelry (yeah)
Too my jewelry, like I got the keys (what)
Made the foreign sing, no Alicia Keys (skrrt)
Soon as it's green,
the judge screw us
No other option, no Frank Lucas
Alicia Silverstone, we just moves it
The rumor been out, bitch, you just clueless
He on the internet,
roof
Even once had a job pouring tar up on a roof
That boy had it hard no facade its the truth
So now when I Menage and get massaged its the proof
Proofs
a superhuman
Things I do, heat up a room
Without a lighter
Human torch
Looking for the fuel to his fire
But, no Alicia I wont press that key
That part of me,
"I guess you could call this annihilator's version of 'detroit rock city' meets 'highway star' meets drinking and driving! thousands of people are
version, not a copy of another
Everyone's a master, respect one another
No judgment here, just love and grace
In this journey of life, let's find our place
leaves fallin' down like pieces into place
And I can picture it after all these days
And I know it's long gone and that magic's not here no more
And I
off
By the realest MC, and that's me
Joe Crack the Don, I came from the streets
Knee deep in the game, other half in the streets
I got that permit
Mary J. Blige, with her shades on, I could tell by her stones
On the left, we have Lenny Kravitz, Puffy, Pharrell, Bus
Keith Murray, Redman, hitting that
[Verse 1]
Baby, ain't no reruns
Better keep up
I been working on being on key, Alicia
Living low-key, I
Remember when the water was knee high
Now I
You lil' bitter but with me you sweet
She like Alicia for me got the Keys
She love the OVO
She love the key sweat
She had it in her mind
Don't have
I work for Mickey D's!
Told your girl what she wanted to hear, (Say it!) now she believe! (Ha!)
Took lil' mama home and swiss beat it up - Alicia
his Daytons in his hand
Keys in his hand, reason again to let you know he's the man
Back when we rocked Ellesses, he had dreams of Caprices
Drove by
, Major Keys, Am On Different Keys
I seized n swiss'd up on em beats, Made some Alicia Keys
My favourite tv shows is "Whose Line Is It Anyway"
My Nigga
alicia keys, we doing ballads in this shit
I'm swizzing on these beats
Cause I been wylin for bit
I dip and I dabble, I play her like scrabble
It's tellin
We plant the seed in the vine
Now all that we need is some shine
You see, I said "now", uh, I'm used
To that, we used to that, right?
But there is no
album and pay off the DJ's to play it for a year. Well, I don't know about paying off no DJ's, but I did make a love album. Yo know, I can just put this
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