Lyrics:
Oh
I'm so proud
To be loved by you
To hold you
To know you
Now I've longed to give all my love
Believe me it's easy
When you came into my
a good floater
When I run for prez, you best be a voter
Once knew a girl by the name of Rhoda
I watched Star Wars just to see Yoda
Or R2-D2 driving
Like Martin Luther King, taking one for a dream
I'm dope, too many fiends, live by many means
If you don't stand for nothing, you'll fall for anything
I was drivin' along at the end of the day
I was weary and so all alone
Looking ahead by the side of the road
What I saw was the sign "Telephone"
was always in the back of my mind
Did I even care about any of it?
Two and a half years passed by
It really was such a long time
And I really fit it all
to the Summer's Eve 200
The KY Jelly car has
Just accelerated and easily slipped into
The #2 hole the
Vagisil car has been itching and
Burning rubber all season
Out
're about to take over
I don't wanna lose this high
Shit, I think I'm gonna fly
Yeah I'm gonna fly
And baby you can swing by
We can do anything you like
Confusion can give way to doubt
For there are times when I fall short of what I see
I'm all about
One two checka
Baby let me know what's up
Oh boy,
4'6", left arm so stiff
Yall don’t shit about this stuntin’ business
I’m about to teach that to all of my bitches
But, back to the business
Give the mutha
Get a dose a dirty code to go, been cold since Co-Flow
I got a wire or two unlodgin', I'll set a fire down below
I'll hang it up when you say,
guess I’m more like the beast
But fuck it I know I’m a beast
I finna get her all over me
So Imma get close like 1 2 3
First I hit her with that how you do
and The Bronx and the Watts
You know they got crooked cops
Working for the system
Makin' po' muthafuckas out of victims
'Cause don't nobody give a fuck about
at
four A.M. On a Friday
No dreads about the working day
Funny thing about weekends
When you're unemployed
They don't quite mean so much,
except you get
that's cool
Not really sure, what to say next
They can't find a place to stand there
The circles are all closed
But if you, open up, a Pac-Man
Maybe,
anybody
Feels the way I do about you now
Backbeat the word is on the street
That the fire in your heart is out
I'm sure you've heard it all before
But you
But how is that if y’all on this dude side
So don’t try to wave ride
If you won’t there for the tide
But shoutout to everyone by my side
For being there
mate
Got to be with me now
We all need a soul mate
Someone to hold when the nights become cold
Someone to love
Shoulder to cry just to help you get by
fueled by drugs
Shits about to get real out of hand dog, better get ya man dog
Rap shit comes second, I'm a show you what a robber do
Mention ice one
will get 2 pac
This a AK will leave you flat
Looking like a eating wrap
I love them drug dealers that be thinking that they Hustler's
Sell a couple
This the realest shit I ever wrote
Who you know sit in New York for 2 days around Grammy winners
Come back home straight to the money getters
About
It's the Wu, what, you knew what, you do what, what, who, what, what
I don't give a flying fuck
About a chump, 'cause this heart only pumps cool-Aid
My two eyes saw you third eye
From across the room
I can see your soul babe
And I think you're my soul mate
My two eyes saw you third eye
From across
me who was there to stand by
Me, that's who (Who)
Girl, you know
Me, that's who (Who,who)
Who was there to dry your tears
It never mattered 'bout
Aww, dwaamn!
Do y'all realize what y'all done did? Hihih!
Y'all done opened up a can of sick-ass
And I'm about to eat y'all quick-fast, hey
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