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And I know niggas locked up for that work since Jill Scott was hot
I ain't talking about no cell but I get cheese by the block
She say she only eat
Come buy a ticket or two
Your girl don’t want you around
She never listens to you
Big Stretch I’m not a yes man
I’m always thinking bout my next plan
I
on shirt but she tell you it’s designer
For that Prada, gabana n LV she’ll line ya
(2nd hook)
We Turn that boy to designer
She wanna fuck me first
got sum 2 prove
But emotionally scarred by the face of you
And no sheep should advice me too
I'm a black sheep want 3 bags full
And live fat like Majin
Piece by piece, this puzzle comes together
Sever your ties with the bad guys, let the lies go
If you wanna be a hoe, go 'head and don't be scared
There's an intruder in my house
He cut my phone line, can't dial out (shit)
I scream for police, but I doubt
They're gonna hear me when I shout
the face of his wife - at the end of his
Life, one night before bed, he made a cocktail, Percs, Ambien and meds for pain, it was not no
Happy cocktail, no
heart, yeah
And hold it for ransom
If I do it, I don't do it random
If I want two, then we do it tandem, yeah
Yo mama, she callin' me handsome
I manage
I’ve never been hiking
I’ve always had a licence for this hip-hop
Influenced by the rap that vocally
Said they killed cops
I’m riding on E with a bitch
Johnny
Never in a Johnny, we legal, while on a homi
Gregory, fightin' like Cochran, this one for mommy
Hamilton and Braxton, I bleed, so don't be rude
She was singing that "It's Too Late", I agreed with that part
For two English girls who had changed their address
Oh it seems we've been crying for
on the road my G
Use to always want a Rollie, now we be rollin on the f*cking road for two days
Holy f*cking moly this sh*t f*cking crazy!
Man, most of you
Jayza grab the mic
Great Scott
I'm ahead of my time
I came far can't stop
Or fall behind
I ain't the type
That just waits by the side
Watching the world
to T. I can't let him
get away scott free, for it's
only right that he's mine tonight.
( REPEAT CHORUS x2)
He ought to do time in my
arms for what he'
When by the phone
In vain you sit
You very soon in your mind realize that it's not just
An ordinary pain in your heart
When you by chance
Go
life's too short
Cocktail, two Glocks and a Newport
I put my money where my mouth is
Number one anywhere the south is
Rich niggas, you can tell by
Jefferson, Hamilton both resigned
Countered the constitution they designed
Control by a party became the new mind
Party now required or be left behind
No term
Jefferson, Hamilton both resigned
Countered the constitution they designed
Control by a party became the new mind
Party now required or be left behind
No term
you know sometimes words
Have two meanings in a tree by the brook
There's a songbird who sings
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misleading
Ooh, makes
There's an intruder in my house
He cut my phone line, can't dial out (shit)
I scream for police, but I doubt
They're gonna hear me when I shout
while Heavy D sticks to ya
a new type of tune'n, risin, boomin
When I need a cut I see Scott, for proper groomin
I'ma go on and flow on and turn my
naw, it'll do for our little town
I said, your old flagpole has leaned a little bit
And that's a ragged old flag you got hanging on it
He said, have
Rodney, Bobby, Ricky or Mike
But Maseratis and them Bugattis by the end of the night
They say they want a cocktail, with a twist in it
They like
DJ Lord Sear on the ones and twos
Harlem World, stand up!
Yeah, no moral compass on my plate of sins
In this world that'll celebrate
When the haters
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