Lyrics:
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She can
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She can
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She's got everything she needs, she's an artist
She don't look back
She can
America's most complete artist"
"What's your name boy?"
"I.. am.." "America's most complete artist"
"You better get ready"
"for America's most complete
rap
Got to pay to get your boys back
I'ma kidnap artists
Real artists
Fake artists
Strong artists
Weak artists
Tight jeans wearing new rap R&B
we're all going somewhere let's get there soon
Oh, this song's got no title just words and a tune
Take me down alleys where the murders are done
In
I don't wanna get left behind
Gonna love my baby all the time
If I don't wanna get left alone
I gotta move on down my baby's home
And if my baby
I don't wanna get left behind
Gonna love my baby all the time
If I don't wanna get left alone
I gotta move on down my baby's home
And if my baby
values
When you associate with secular artists in the R&B hip-hop world
Here he comes
I cannot believe the controversy shrowding this man
Mr.
All alone, or in two's
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands
brought these niggas to the game
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder If I can come take some of yours
When I go get a new Bentley
I just want
we're all going somewhere let's get there soon
Oh this song's got no title just words and a tune
Take me down alleys where the murders are done
In
["Break it on down!"]
Verse 1: Brother Marquis
Now let me break it on down and tell the story
When they say "2 Live," your mama gets worried
When
All alone, or in two's
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands
Never comb your hair, sun-ny!
Leave the breez-es there, sun-ny!
Let your stock-ing fall down,
For shock-ing the town is all that you do.
Smil-ing
Never comb your hair, sun-ny!
Leave the breez-es there, sun-ny!
Let your stock-ing fall down,
For shock-ing the town is all that you do.
Smil-ing
hasn't had a drug problem in this town?
You know what?
Hey, hey, hey
Just lay the shit down on my desk, and get the fuck out
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
now to take me down the line
My bag is sinking low and I do believe it's time
To get back to Miss Fanny, you know she's the only one
Who sent me here
To watch the desert sun go down
Ridin' down the canyon just to watch the sun go down
A picture that no artist ever could paint
White faced cattle are
down, Miss Moses, there's nothin' you can say
It's just ol' Luke, and Luke's waitin' on the Judgement Day.
"Well, Luke, my friend, what about young Anna
free
Take a load off Fanny and, and, and yeah yeah yeah
Go down Moses there's nothing that you can say
It's just old Luke waiting, waiting
a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
And, weight, right on me
Go down, Miss Moses, there's nothin' you can say
It's just ol' Luke, and Luke's
a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
And, weight, right on me
Go down, Miss Moses, there's nothin' you can say
It's just ol' Luke, and Luke's
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