Lyrics:
a mess, oh
Tell me you love it when you're inside
Tell me it's forever 'cause it feels right
Got me by my hips 'cause it sit high
And next I'm down
still wit'chu
Fuck the beef, nigga I miss you, and that's just being real wit'chu
You see the truth is
Everybody wanna know how close me and Snoop is
nothing to replace me
Hide it dump it i can find it
Us together i cant miss it
Know you wanna kiss me
I feel you wanna do me
Right here by my side
We do
ask about me, see if you ain't heard
When the gun is tucked, untucked, nigga you dies
Like nunchucks held by the Jet L-I
I'm the one, thus meaning
a Vicodin, splash, it hits my stomach, then, ah
Couple of weeks go by, it ain't even like I'm gettin' high
Now I need it just not to feel sick, yeah, I'm
hole
While Miss Anita Baker say you bringin me jaw?
I came straight outta jail and did my thing on these boys
And we all yell 'fuck you bitch' and kept
You'd think for all the days I've known you
That I would have you memorized by now
With Every question answered,
Every single page turned
But you
as you and I keep it movin like a drive-by
We could stack dough sky-high
Niggaz can't touch what they can't feel real recognize real
Yo, I set up shop
was talking about
Don't you, don't you, don't you know
There's nothing more cruel than to be loved by everybody
There's nothing more cruel than to be
exotic bitches by the dozen, can't never miss a loss
She don't talk more than two languages, she not the one (not)
Real diamonds on me, you can see it
ask about me, see if you ain't heard
When the gun is tucked, untucked, nigga you dies
Like nunchucks held by the Jet L-I
I'm the one, thus meaning
here ya son hollerin' at ya
I miss the shit out ya, it's hard to be without ya
But I know you watchin', peepin down on how I'm livin'
Aye, tell Jesus
on 'cause I ain't gonna break
Red light in the rear view mirror
(Well hey you pull it over here)
He says miss just step away from the car
(Hands on your
Sally and Sweet Sixteen
Good Golly Miss Molly and Maybellene
He sent the whole world Walking to New Orleans
Mr. Hiatus won’t ya save us from your
Yo, Mo Bee, mane, drop that shit
You know what time
Boo-ya, I know it's time for you
So grab one by the hand, you know what I'm sayin'?
And uh,
together for Mr. Rock n Roll
Save me
Love me till the day I die take me to the mountain high
Baby
Guide me through the great divide and lay me by
L-O-E, yeah, Rilla, talk that shit, man
Bitch, I heard niggas said I ain't really lit
li, li,like
Like I ain't pop out fresh home band up heavy
bon mot, you just a bon hoe
On my quip shit, just call me PunLi
PunLi
Pppppp
Uh, I repeat it's me, PunLi
Uh, you want Moore, Demi
Lovato, I mean
dialect
Till I, sit in the dark and I reflect
And my reflection shows what it's like here
'Cause this vanity, surrounded by all these lights, yeah
It's
don't do that anymore
What do I wish I could undo
What do I want to say to you
What did I lose when I gave you back your ring
What did I change by
sold out the garden
Life's a bitch and then you die, that's why we get high
'Cause you never know when you're gonna go
Life's a bitch and then you
She packed my bags last night pre-flight
Zero hour nine a.m.
And I'm gonna be high as a kite by then
I miss the earth so much I miss my wife
It's
and plums
His favorite food, I told his mum
Wait for him at the end of the slide
When he climbs the stairs, stay by his side
I heard you got some rain
here ya son hollerin' at ya
I miss the shit out ya, it's hard to be without ya
But I know you watchin', peepin down on how I'm livin'
Aye, tell Jesus
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