Lyrics:
know, step by step; step by step.
You take that first step; ask her out and treat her like a lady.
Second step: tell her she's the one you're
Rap metaphors and riddle out this motherfucker
Work second floors, hospital out this motherfucker
Some how we gotta get up out this motherfucker
Some
7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2
Happy people divided by 1
Leave nothing, nothing, none
You got 2 again, you got 2 again
You used to love me once and now, you
Mhhm, youre own
Feeling unknown
when you're all alone
Flesh and bone
By the telephone
Lift up the receiver
I'll make you a believer
Take second best
Put
Could be dash, go out and hustle 'em
But I hate money coz it makes me numb
Hustle hustle hustle
Grind grind grind
Why has everyone got hustle
wake and touch this scar across my face
It reminds me of all I got by bein' a winner
Now this broken back was the dyin' act of a handsome Harry Clay
That
for me
First the one
And then came the two and three and four
Five, six, seven, shots from a MAC-11
Platinum producer killed by haters
Tonight
(yeah), hand on the pine
Bitch touch and now your mama do the second line
Screens fallin' from the sky, syrup fallin' in my cup
Old school Chevy thang,
like it been stung by the whole hive girl
Hallelujah i'm just payin' tithes girl
I can make it rain seven days and seven nights girl
I don't know your
like it been stung by the whole hive girl
Hallelujah I'm just payin' tithes girl
I can make it rain seven days and seven nights girl
I don't know your
keep talking and the snitches keep telling
Your whole life can change in a motherfucking second
Out the cage in a rage like I escaped out the zoo
Piece by piece, this puzzle comes together
Sever your ties with the bad guys, let the lies go
If you wanna be a hoe, go 'head and don't be scared
a hundred times
When they ran my license
Damn i should have ran
Fresh out of second chances
Got this one bitch she so fancy
Pretend to understand me
My
an attitude
Gotta get respect or break your motherfucking neck
Second One: Always gotta fuck out of wedlock
I like it when the pussy go snap, crackle and pop
Piece by piece, this puzzle comes together
Sever your ties with the bad guys, let the lies go
If you wanna be a hoe, go 'head and don't be scared
and thirty seven second clock
Suprise: time started already, muthafucka
Say that shit, nigga
I'mma say it, don't get mad, y'all, I throw my darts sideways
'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun, step into millennium
Ten
Nine
Eight
Seven
Feeling unknown
And you're all alone
Flesh and bone
By the telephone
Lift up the receiver
I'll make you a believer
Take second best
Put me
Now Alice needed money. I put ten dollars on the breeze.
As the wind died away, she sank way below her knees.
And as a hurricane passed by, she
Whoa, even I don't have these specs
Roslyn, computing system version 17.7, out of date
Thalia conversion currently in development
How could you know
at the oars
G#7 C#m
Or staring from the rail
E -A B7
And the sea bids farewell
G#m
She waves in swells
Feeling unknown
And you're all alone
Flesh and bone
By the telephone
Lift up the receiver
I'll make you a believer
Take second best
Put me
I dare a nigga to touch me
So much work my second phone clientele text me
I said hit the wood once why the fuck would you test it
Finna' hit him with
pushed me on the bed and this you can bet
In between her legs was real, real wet
So I grabbed her by her thighs and I moved up truly
She jumped off
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