Lyrics:
captured me
I want to hold you
I want to be close to you
I never want to let go
I wish that this night would never end
I need to know
Could I hold
captured me
I want to hold you
I want to be close to you
I never want to let go
I wish that this night would never end
I need to know
Could I hold
I told that bitch, give me head right Yeah, now She keep taking my meds right
If you fuck with her, you gon' be dead right Cause I keep my glock by
Yeaaah baby, seventeen Ay, ay look
Fuck around, have a twin, girl you too fine Lookin' like an ole' thing, girl forty-nine, one hundred dolla ball
Let these words be your Earth and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And with that being said,
You wanna go back to before we met
Siamese twins, we're connected by the head
You can hear all my thoughts until we're dead
Don't wanna go back
you going?)
Finna crank this shit up a notch, me and the twin (twin)
Ten bands, send me the drop, be there at ten (yeah)
Stray Society, I got it
language told the story
Her name was Mahogony - twin's name was Ebony
I said "My name is Ra - and this is Eric be"
Since the music was loud, I said
paralyzed by it
I'd like to be my old self again but I'm still tryin' to find it
After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own
Now you mail
don't believe you oughta be a-bringin' up your little girl this way."
And it was signed by the secretary, "Harper Valley PTA."
Well it happened that
I want to tell you all a story 'bout a Harper Valley widowed wife
Who had a teenage daughter who attended Harper Valley Junior High
Well her
it could all be so simple
I watched my relationships cripple and
People turn fickle and love used to pour now it drizzle (Ugh)
Hitting you up and don't
it make you change you start to go insane
Walk by faith
Life aint easy, so I walk by faith in a fresh pair of Yezzy's
Bad chick get her face beat I'm
the bros
Girl, I ain't doing you wrong
This hoe listen to me
Tell her I be lying in my songs
Sometimes it ain't wrong
You ain't ready for the truth
When I'm
the city looking
Back, you can actually
Pinpoint this transition, the very moment
Meek realized he could do this
Forever: he marked it
By cutting his hair
Linked up with twins so I'm feeding em dick
She a bop pick her up the station
and she brought a look like she with the shits
By the time we got home ain't
the front door all night willing you to come
And he said, "It's supposed to be fun turnin' twenty-one"
Time won't fly, it's like I'm paralyzed by it
I'd
be so
Yeah don't be so selfish (Don't be)
Now her mums
Get a call at work
Bring!
Is this Ms Jackson?
Yes
Could you please come down to
Beep
Why?
, "Be quiet"
I'm with Lil Yachty, we got twin 'Raris
We don't fuck with niggas, you don't like it
We could hit 'bout it (who the hell is)
We could hit
gone as far as asking if I could get with her
I just play love by ear and hope she gets the picture
I'm shooting for her heart, got my finger
gone as far as asking if I could get with her
I just play love by ear and hope she gets the picture
I'm shooting for her heart, got my finger
[StationMaster]
You're Welcome To The Land
Where All Dreams Will Start
Turn On Your Minds
Turn On Your Brains
Your King Will Be Here Today
Welcome
hoopty, pay for gas, I'll be your ride
Could take you to Gowanus, then I'll take you to the 'Stuy
Make a trip out to the Heights, take the Belt to Coney
thing
Cuz its ours
Intellectual never threatened by a menace
I got this stick sliding like I’m a violinist
To create more records then me
You have
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