Lyrics:
something that can be done by two
For I'd really like to stay
It's a lovely day today
And whatever you've got to do
I'd be so happy to be doing it with
And to hide that would be so dishonest
And it's fine to fake it 'til you make it
'Til you do, 'til it's true
Now, it's like snow at the beach, weird but it
somehow
Someone wants to watch by the side of Alena Stores
In the doorway, in the rain
Did he
See us?
Do you care?
Pull the night-time tight around
Take the lovebird, kiss the stranger
Leave the trailer, take the car
Feel the sound rushing over you
Q E D
See my finger, the way it points you
feel
Cause you're trying to feel what's on my reel to reel
[Q-Tip]
A tree is growing
Can't you see what I see? A white blue fruit to boot
We count
and the drugs
Its the T.I.P, Bun-be and Slim Thug
[Slim Thug] [Verse 1]
I got drank by the pint
Dro by the pound
Headed to the club in the boss top down
Joe
You get cooked nigga B-B-Q
I Diplo then go MIA
Then skate off like a T.I. role
Niggas pretend to be bosses
You signed a 360, you lost it
and the drugs
Its the T.I.P, Bun-be and Slim Thug
[Slim Thug] [Verse 1]
I got drank by the pint
Dro by the pound
Headed to the club in the boss top down
relationship
we got off on the trust tip
And can't get it baby
I knew it when it started to change
We could never be the same
I could do it when you do
didn't den you slipping catch up but by the time you do I'll probably do it different.
I'm advanced the the pants see the kicks see the stones
I just wanna see
The best side of me
And it's so easy to be
‘Cause it's all
‘Cause it's all in my lover's eyes
I just wanna know
The best way
to Allah
Where we pray
Don't do presi's that's deceased, a
Graveyard in my safe, hey
I been ballin' every night where
These niggas can't see me, swear
Froze
dollar to dollar runnin' through they every wages and
My life be what I makes it in this celluloid fling uh
See me and Carole King up on a rooftop
wanna see me now? Watch me walk across the clouds
I don't know what you heard about, listen to me yell it loud
Do I really gotta show you now? Really,
Barney we all know our ABC's
You sure do, let's sing it again
A-B-C-D-E-F-G-H-I-J-K-L-M-N-O-P-Q-R-S-T-U-W-X-Y-Z
Now I know my ABC's, tell me what you
really clear
So beat it, just beat it
You better run, you better do what you can
Don't want to see no blood, don't be a macho man
You want to be
I'm in the room, it's a typical Tuesday night
I'm listenin' to the kind of music she doesn't like
And she'll never know your story like I do
But
is "The Villain"
My homey from the see-P-T, cold chillin
Now as time flies by I see the game gettin mo' reala
As I get mo' scrilla, can you dig it
It's not the letter P
It's not the letter R
(oh no)
It's not c
Not B
Not C
Not D
Not E, F, G
(oh no)
It's letter Q
It tells me what to do
It's letter
I know you know
It felt just like a joke
I'm sure you don't know we're talkin'
I know your ghost
I see her through the smoke
She'll play her
Repeating history and you're getting sick of it
But I believe in whatever you do
And I'll do anything to see it through
Because these things will change
4
"Deeply funny" was the rave refrain
It was just the thing for their Q4
It'll be on stands before the holidays
Her sister was not much long for this
enough"
We're gonna' be out of her in a minute
So this one goes out to my man, Mario C
My brother Adrock, cuttin' it up on the turntable
Yeah, finger
It's not unusual to be loved by anyone
Its not unusual to have fun with anyone
But when I see you hanging about with anyone
It's not unusual
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