Lyrics:
the wood, this bitch...
I just lit the wood, this bitch smokin' like a chimney
Three-five of blue Gushers, know that shit be killin' me
I can hit the button
leavin', but she don't go
(Study war no more)
Out of the blue, just passin' through
A young flight sergeant
On two weeks leave (lay down your arms)
congratulate us
Rucker, three-peat champ, see us Lakers (whattup Reem?)
Homey please don't hate us
She said that she was single, yo leave or make up, damn
me)
I can tell by the way she kiss my face
(She liked to)
Take me shoppin' all over the place
(She love me)
As soon as we done, girl, I'm takin' you
called her on the phone
But she don’t pick up, she don’t listen
Called up Santa
He’s got an agenda
Midnight, 25th of the December
Not October, never in
attempt over and over that week to catch me in acts of Verbal plagiarism or
Insult me, only to always be bested by my quick and always razor Honed
bitch
I got ocd
Your girlfriend know its me
But youll never notice me
She be like go to sleep
Thats when my motor creep
Pull up them lights go out
Thats
Lucy was 7 and wore a head of blue barettes
City born, into this world with no knowledge and no regrets
Had a piece of yellow chalk with which she
gone stop by
Seen Little Key and them, it was two or three of them
Standin' in the line he said "I'ma pay for me and them"
Pulled his money out,
And before I could God
There we were one-two-three-four-five seconds
Her on the floor me on the floor
When she and I
Stared at each other
As we may have stared
snooze (No)
Been handlin' the game so long, my thumbs bruised
Your new girlfriend is old news
You ain't got enough green and she so blue, yeah (aww)
snooze (No)
Been handlin' the game so long, my thumbs bruised
Your new girlfriend is old news
You ain't got enough green and she so blue, yeah (aww)
leavin', but she don't go
(Study war no more)
Out of the blue, just passin' through
A young flight sergeant
On two weeks leave (lay down your arms)
Had a fashion sense I'd call emo chic
Her hair was purple, or blue or pink depending on the week
As tie-dyed as her life
She died, one time
They brought
Aye, aye
(Sacred the track)
Hustle all night, I don't sleep
I got the racks in jeans
Got Louboutins on my feet
I ain't been home in a week
Feeling
on the ship two weeks
I'm sure it was not three
'Til his true love began to weep and to mourn
And she wept most bitterly
Sayin', "Are you weepin' for my
that's 3D
I wake up with a bad bitch by my side
Last night, I was so drunk, I felt high
Last week, I was so high, I felt drunk
I got a bitch so bad, I
to her I said hello
She said: "Hey, you're kind of cute" I said: "Yes, I know, but...
By the way, sweetheart, what's your name?"
She said: "My friends
the place of life.
She believes that people are lice
who eat her, so she bites first her
thirst increases year by year and by the time
the sheen has
coffee on E gas got me all drowsy but still can't sleep
A Bad ass hoe I won't keep her pool deep but you so last week
Don't Starbucks tweak
Joans
Meanwhile at this time
My mind is not right
The force was strong at twenty one
Cuz four weeks went by
Like bygones they were in a systematic
World full
I said hello
she said you're kind of cute I said yes I know
but by the way sweetheart what's your name
she said my friends like to call me exotic
congratulate us
Rucker, three-peat champ, see us Lakers (whattup Reem?)
Homey please don't hate us
She said that she was single, yo leave or make up, damn
me
Racks the same colour my teeth (Blues Clues)
I signed a deal with the plug, he send a box every week
Used to get paid off a scale, now all I need
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