Lyrics:
bitches only
Only, only,
I fuck with real bitches only
Only, only
Dog life til I die I'm on my Machiavelli
These niggas acting like girl on that
Well, you can buy me a drink and I'll tell you what I've seen
And I'll give you a bargain from the edge of a maniac's dream
That buys a black widow
Respected by my peers from Drizzy
To Cole to Kenny
Thank you for the love and inspiration plenty
Yeah, I'm loved by many
And only hated by a little
Now I
bulletproof limo
Shotgun, the underboss of our main source
Of interest, the black widow cocaine empress
A princess rich from her family's inheritance
Now let's
a black widow
I've been living out in Paris
I got a little boy and he just turned three
My words have carried me
To buying him eclairs at a boulangerie
(This story was told to me by Jerry Clover at the 1971 discjockey convention
I told Jerry I's gonna write a song about it
My brother Hillman gonna
buyin champagne for the club
To me that's kinda fucked up
Only your mother could love you
Much too freaky, you're easy
And I wouldn't would fuck you
The sound of the trains only remain
And the memories and the ones like me
They turned their backs almost every night
And the walls that stand on the railroad
each and every evening
For one epiphany grippin' zz's getting lost
In Herbies e-spliffianies
The E keep me in harmony
The P got me complacent B
Tossin'
Tresspassers they gon' die in the cribo
Black Barbie knows how to party
Don't ride but I still cop a Harley
Don't lie who else hot besides me
World wide I crush
bulletproof limo
Shotgun, the underboss of our main source
Of interest, the black widow cocaine empress
A princess rich from her family's inheritance
Now let's
I'll tell you how I became the wicked nigga they call Young Mind Fuck
Black out, black out (Youngin from Del Amo)
Black out, black out (Belt by
I'll tell you how I became the wicked nigga they call Young Mind Fuck
Black out, black out
(Youngin' from Del Amo)
Black out, black out
(Belt by
that Jesus had been saving me for
So let's savor this moment and take it to the floor
Black excellence, truly yours
better than past times
She the only high that satisfy
Sat side by side in a cold ford 5
Too fast for the street lights
Frozen and intoxicated
Waiting
covers up the smart minds under us
For some Rum, the White man would export us
But, nowadays there's a Black man in the office
They ignore us, I speak
entrance
Tell me the secret or you´ll die
Not allow to reveal without the consent
Crashed the skull to the bone of the widow´s son
Down his left knee
Down
throwing a house on a piece of land
But nothing beats a backroad you and me
Hand in hand
This girl likes Fords
I think that's easy to see
The only thing
me to die
They sending me black roses
Why they want me to die
She sending me black roses
Telling me out love gon dies
She sending me black roses
Guess
saving it for me!
She's a black widow
And I can't say no
body to the night
I'm (?) to die for once
(?) throw the pad at Christ, they askin' God how do I write this stuff
The Lord never liked me much, but I'm
strapped like dat?
'Cause I got it by myself (by myself)
Nigga, I don't need no vitamin C
I be smokin' broccoli, they say it's good for my health (I'm
for Black Lives Matter
We fight back with violence but acts like that are
Black eyes on the movement
Which makes black lives madder
At cops and cops
and get me
I ain't hard to find it ain't a rhyme
its gonna either be your soul or mine
(Only time will tell nigga
when we die go to heaven or hell
.jpg/200px-Lita_Ford_at_Jones_Beach_2012_01_(cropped).jpg "Lita Ford")
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