Lyrics:
apron strings.
'Twant for powder an' for store-bought hair,
De man ah love would not gone nowhere, nowhere.
Got de Saint Louis Blues jes as blue as ah
Arthur right on the water, white powder and hella snorter
Nigga wanna buy eight I brought 'em
Slowly off and then I ate in the squadda
Uh, now nigga
the bitches perish nigga you'll see
[Young Buck]
Ain't nothin like the smell of gun powder, the shells hittin the pavement
Even the paramedics couldn't
already hear me
I tried trapping, shit sent me to prison,
Got mad and went to savage so homicide came to visit
I smell gun powder,
So you got one hour
this 20 flat
We got cook up, we got powder, nigga you want that?
I got a fish scale, I burn that white back
Don't need a glass man, I bring that blast
diamond rings,
She pulls my man around by her apron strings.
And if it wasn't for powder and her store-bought hair,
Oh, that man of mine wouldn't go
diamond rings,
She pulls my man around by her apron strings.
And if it wasn't for powder and her store-bought hair,
Oh, that man of mine wouldn't go
the power, snitchin' is for cowards
I got plasmas in the shower, and my bitches snortin' powder
I'm a g, my life a movie, I got rubber Uzi's in my jacuzzi
care of ya high fever/neighborhood watch leader/
Close the drapes up,/ make the tape duct/tape ya face up,/ I fuck wit
More powder, than makeup/get
the bitches perish nigga you'll see
[Young Buck]
Ain't nothin like the smell of gun powder, the shells hittin the pavement
Even the paramedics couldn't
a sucker
Daddy wasn't in the crib, dat made me tougher
Momma struggled with the bills, dat made me stuff up
Powder in a sack, which made me dumber
Now
already hear me
I tried trapping, shit sent me to prison,
Got mad and went to savage so homicide came to visit
I smell gun powder,
So you got one hour
already hear me
I tried trapping, shit sent me to prison,
Got mad and went to savage so homicide came to visit
I smell gun powder,
So you got one hour
diamond rings,
She pulls my man around by her apron strings.
And if it wasn't for powder and her store-bought hair,
Oh, that man of mine wouldn't go
sold white
Cook the work 10 minutes
Fiends gave me 5 pipes
New York nigga's love how I work that turn pipe
Got Micheal Jackson yay
Powder 10, but it
heaps of rubbish
Seen from the stars hour by hour
As splintered scraps and black powder
From here to heaven is a scar
Dead center, deep as death
dollar and bill is my last name
Get my groove on, powder blue alligator shoes on
Cruise on choose on, not knowing the chief
Showing the p, keep going, you
awed, I was infected, neglected
At sixteen, I got connected like Tetris
Had the power to zone, turn powder to stone
In any beef, iron drept it, iron
from a city of powder blue skies
Everybody thinks with their stomach
There's plenty of spies
Every street is crooked, they just wind around till they
drama
But I recover with power, and love it with honor
Discovered as a son of a problem
Remember smugglin' powder throught the doors of my high school
diamond rings,
She pulls my man around by her apron strings.
And if it wasn't for powder and her store-bought hair,
Oh, that man of mine wouldn't go
Now honey, you do the dishes and I'll feed the old sow
Also the chickens and our one jersey cow
Take down your curlers and powder your nose
Big
diamond rings,
She pulls my man around by her apron strings.
And if it wasn't for powder and her store-bought hair,
Oh, that man of mine wouldn't go
diamond rings,
She pulls my man around by her apron strings.
And if it wasn't for powder and her store-bought hair,
Oh, that man of mine wouldn't go
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