Lyrics:
I carry enter Lagos Na my melody
And I have to sing it till e stick into your memory
When they try to slow me I go change am to auxiliary
Now my
to politicians with a price
With an ‘X’ it’s co-signed - auxiliary genocide
So no, we won’t give them an easy ride
If capital is a finite resource they horde
We’re
dreamy
Shout out my bitch Hillary
Plugged in her ass auxiliary
No you can't have my number
Baby girl just email me, email me
Email me that pussy, Email me
Born in a city, no more than a wasteland
A flash point, a struggle to the bitter end
Productive life, serenity a god send
Auxiliary a second class
times
And I did it deliberately
Yeah, you used to bump slaps
On my fuckin' auxiliary
Yeah, who is this person? I miss you
It's killin' me
Bought a whole
a tip from me;
Get you a man who's a union man and join the ladies' auxiliary.
Married life ain't hard when you got a union card,
A union man has a happy
a tip from me;
Get you a man who's a union man and join the ladies' auxiliary.
Married life ain't hard when you got a union card,
A union man has a happy
goin' to town,
You may see a few light folks
But they all got cullud folks' hair.
It's given by the colored ladies' auxiliary,
Come on, brothers, check
a tip from me;
Get you a man who's a union man and join the ladies' auxiliary.
Married life ain't hard when you got a union card,
A union man has a happy
a tip from me;
Get you a man who's a union man and join the ladies' auxiliary.
Married life ain't hard when you got a union card,
A union man has a happy
a tip from me;
Get you a man who's a union man and join the ladies' auxiliary.
Married life ain't hard when you got a union card,
A union man has a happy
Plugged in like auxiliary
God willing I keep killing all
These tracks and shit
I been selling crack so long I got calluses
Wrapping mid up that just fell
don't answer the phone, udden udden! Mercy"
Well, it was all arranged by the Ladies Auxiliary in the downtown Convention Hall
Cold Roast Beef, String
willingly, nah, but that's chillingly
The truth, now I fear for shots from cops killin' me
They on the hunt for the blood, and we the auxiliary
The Black
on the front lawn
Ladies auxiliary butchering "The Christmas Song"
Quarters in the kettle of the gin-jolly Santa Claus
Then, magically we all wake up (Once
big motel on the mountain just in thought to pass the time
And for the Wednesday Night Auxiliary that meets inside your banquet room at nine
For
of
A just one time cause
We'd all changed
The clocks
No ladies auxiliary to kiss
Their blistered cheeks
Gone
girls who want to be free, just take a little tip from me;
Oh get you a man who's a union man and you can join the ladies' auxiliary.
Because married life
blastin' through your car auxiliary
They wanna John Lennon me, or John Kennedy
Since I been on, I feel my adrenaline goin'
It take me back to the corners
packing a big gun
This is capital punishment like a cop killer listening to Big Pun
I've got the plug on every drug like auxiliary for the street income
and death is stoled on
Your code too simple, you best to hold on
Meet number three slang auxiliary, and slang therapy
Based upon a true story, throw
an hour (two thousands miles an hour)
Three good auxiliary power units, three good fuel cells, three good main engines
Ten seconds away from summit-rocket
they're showing their femininity
Fuck them pussies, I don't see them in my vicinity
Fuck the talking, just plug in the fucking auxiliary
I do this for
Bitch, I'm the one can't get rid of me (tuh)
Fuck number two, is you shittin' me? (What?)
In love with the bills like hillary (wrr)
Plugged in auxiliary
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