Lyrics:
was a lady (Lady)
I would have to call her, call her
Time to hit up my reception
So I drop down to a dimension
Sip Ace of Spades with a porcupine
Two
doubts
If there's no good reception for me
Then tune me out, 'cause honey
Who needs the static
It hurts the head
And you wind up cracking
whole world is closing in
How can you hear with a bad connection?
You can't see when there's no reception
Just keep your distance, don't fool with
And it weren't even nobody's wedding
What a great reception, all the people cried
Who stole the groom and who stole the bride
How did the countess
pushing pushers giving me ones
Cook up the stew and keep steppin',
I started another life with your wife after we met at y'all reception!
I saw your
doubts
If there's no good reception for me
Then tune me out, 'cause honey
Who needs the static
It hurts the head
And you wind up cracking
their misgivings to rapturous reception
Calls on the crowds of white painted heads
To check under carpets while we're in our beds
A big hand hooray
couldn't fight me wit your strongest mic
laid down niggas eyes visualize bad reception
maced your interference souped your upperbody section
I travel
high of a price to pay
How can you hear with a bad connection?
You can't see when there's no reception
Keep your distance, don't fool with taboo
characteristic?
Slick shit, censored misinformation
Pimp the station, over-stimulation
Reception, deception
Comcast digital Satan
The Fox has a bushy tale
the first one on the floor at your, wedding reception
B-Boys gather around and act p-noid
Bring the Trouble T-Roy, to earlobes, keyloid
(Terminator 2)
earthly broadcasts for
Many years
Many years
And the reception on my little planet
Is extremely fine!
Time is money
But space is a long, long time!
be the first one on the floor at your, wedding reception
B-Boys gather around and act p-noid
Bring the Trouble T-Roy, to earlobes, keyloid
of a comb
I roam like phone with no vocal reception
Immigrant parents had me feeling like a step-kid
And black Americans never did accept me
That's why I
all I can do is smile
And fade into the background
I'll say congratulations and I'll fade into the background
Such a lovely reception
I sit here
and dats for sure, girl we apreechi love, the good things, and dats all, very good reception, and now, we getting to know each other girl, that's such good
shit, off with your head
Off with your bitch, she offered me head, I offered her dick
Slid my black card at the reception, now we off in the Ritz
I'm
with your head
Off with your bitch, she offered me head, I offered her dick
Slid my black card at the reception, now we off in the Ritz
I'm rolling this
to Oklahoma
If you're allowed a number of mistakes in life, maybe I've filled my quota
They called it a reception, saying we did the right thing
And they
on my dick
I hit it at the wedding reception
Y'all heard, but I'm never confession' (never)
We did it in the bathroom, did it in the room
Only ones
it never has reception
In this cold world, it's all about collection
So I, I stack paper and keep it ghetto
Oh, cause when you rich you are on top
deception that we've lost reception
I'm not sure which part of you I hate the most
Enemy
That is the tag you gave me
I guess that makes me your favorite
Shoulders back chest out and eyes raised
Stepping back, I hesitate
I can't let myself be taken
The reception fades, the signals breaking up
And am I
to my, where? Studio session
Switchin' ears, tryin' to get a better reception
Changin' gears, super size
Poppin' wheelies in my brand new ride
If you gon'
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