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she a baddie baddie, shordy lips taste like brandy and she be nasty nasty, riding me in di cabby cabby
Miss fatty fatty thicker than a michidean patty,

what will occur
Even though times may seem black
I promise you no I won't slack
She needs love and I got some
I know by saying this I'll be dumb

Can she

When you're all alone
Curse like ink inside you
Wherever you go
Toxins on your lips drip off
When you kiss her
Think you can love her
But you're a reaper

Lil mama bussin off the rip
I got it bussin on her lips
Got sum to buss up off my hip
Got sum to blast up in the stereo

Lil mama bussin off the rip

Li$p, Prxset, bLaze, Nxkrom, Ghostygand:
WE ARE NOT YOUR SLAVE, BITCH!

Li$p:
Dancing immorality,
deny the reality, 
envious to finest tree consists

Lil hoe don't play with me, my life a movie, I'm givin' them clips
Dump the Glock, show me it work or somethin', stop runnin' your lips
I'm not

of the Ashlands embraces our thoughts
And all is
Warm

Now we know that our names
We'll be forever -

Engraved in the black lava
Engraved in black lava

I greet

of that jukebox playing...

CHORUS 1 (Chords D, A G)
There was a black haired beauty, legs long like a mile (with her)
Tight short jeans, chewing

lips parted made me not black enough,
Look in the mirror nigga you neither white enough 
Eloquence denied decadenence that's attached to us stat 
With

a beamer whipper
The heated steering wheel gripper
The good tipper
The black business tip giver
The backhand lip splitter
The non-women hitter but make you

as it flashes before my mind

Falling
Black

Forget
Forsent

No hope in sight
Longing for your scent to fade

I feel my lips pursed, wishing there was any

call me Corleone
Suit case full of Jim Carrey count it up
Black top with the bat doors rolling up
Kick gang like I’m Bruce Wayne fuck the ops
Lurking

instinct and love for life
Dead by lips, our knife
Bring yourself from tears to smile
Don't forget your inner guy
Over any cloudy sky
Take off early and say

success will leave you breathless
I take the oxygen out of your lungs
Me I don't talk to snakes and pigs
I avoid all swine and dodge every cobra
Black

from the lies
That those two tone lips tasted
She finna pull up bossed up
Black denim
High waisted
Roll and burn a couple blunts
And fill these lungs

Tell a nigga he can't fuck with this
Met ya bitch and now she on my dick
Fucked her now she wanna cap and shit
Tell her friends my nut on her lip

Always play it how it go she don’t ever have a plan she don’t ever have a plan
If she dies she said she wanna be buried six feet in black sand six feet in

now getting flocked to by these woman 

The type to take me home and Topple they traditions 
Her white family was hoping she would stay away from niggas

chill
Like liquor on your lips
When it's submerged in ice
Cause I was raised by the drink
So now the truth my vice
I need family
Family
I need family

enchanted by our potential
Without Christ it’s what we’ll never enter
I’m fed up with the lack of empathy
And white supremacy using Scripture to justify their

I don't need a motherfucking
Way to be
Stay away from me
I know you're afraid of me
Ich Weiss
Pick fights
Fist strikes
Give me lip like
Shit Like
Hit

business
Gotta kill 'em all if they witness
You can't hear that black hawk hissing
Catch him in the stalls while he pissin'
Now we got the back wall drippin

She wears a little black dress
When she calls your name
She strike a match
cnd set your love aflame
She got lips that poison all she tastes
She got

with me 
a place where only slothrop might be able to relax 
to drop the feckless jacket of the soul 
and kiss until salival sound and lips 
yanked by