Lyrics:
[Silk]
Yo Kl, what the motherfucking deal nigga
Fuck you make some shit like this for
This shit too motherfucking hard
We just goin' put this
pure silk in velvet
Velvet
Velvet
Velvet
Been tryna stay pure like velvet
When they ask me how I feel
I say velvet
Asking how I spit smooth like velvet
niggas be eating pasta but they love zucchini
Rocking valor tennis suits by Sergio Tecchini
Them type of cats that call you because you can't call 'em
became a colored canvas
Daily, I still feel the silk sunshower
Drippin' salt, your eyes my soft sunflower
That night, I was taken by the way you
Of sadness in silks and golden chains
Take off your shirt
And give it to the one with fur coats and shiny shoes
Sadness in rags won't feel the pain
drop
Niggas switched up, flip flop
Showing fake love, threw salt
Wilx like Silk, Oh it ain't my fault
Wilx like silk, got game for a lame
Wilx want
all around
Ridgegate reservoir constructed to supply our drinking water
Industrial feel in architecture silk mills lying tall supported
Upon the face
your sand, it's better than the whole damn beach
What I'm saying, two words could feel like a speech
LA97 bumping some Jodeci
Silk shirts with a girl
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
or a wrong turn off Silk Road
But I feel home, do you feel right?
Are we still tight? Cause this feels wrong
I feel home
We are not friends
I do not love you
my neck and threw it in the deep.
And now I'll never, never, never feel like I am safe again
And now I'll never, never, never feel like I am safe
watered silk
You're my rich watered silk
Rich watered silk
Rich watered silk
Rich watered silk
Rich watered silk
Time passes us all by
But with you time
as if im still is
Look, I know it's gonna sound awkward but
I feel like talking about my mistakes for once
The vultures waiting to pick me apart when im
bout it like I'm Master P
Ain't No Limit like I'm Silk The Shocker
Baby boo I'm just trying to beat I Ain't never really been a Pill popper
I'm dripping
lit dive
Just a femme fatale
Gonna make you beg and cry
Just a femme fatale
Don't try it boy
Am I in love
Or am I taken by a pretty sight
Do I feel you
the street
Ayy, need a crib by the beach
Been fly, you can check the receipts
Receipts
Ayy, got a bad bitch geeked
Uh, yeah, that's silk on the sheets
I am paralyzed in time's confusion
The days seem to pass me by
Sometimes love feels like quiet observation
New dreams are born when old dreams die
I've been running
On this road to Nunney Town
One heal feels funny
But this old pain won't bring me down
'Cause I've seen the seeds on the ground
So baby take this sip here with me (With me, with me)
'Cause no one's got me like you do (Like you do)
I'll make you feel so real with this touch (Oh
at night, tossing and turning
Underneath his pleated quilt protector, tears welling in his eyes as he
Pictured Marsha, her sworn vows overcome by liquor
"Oh gawd, it's absolutely maudlin outside." "Ach, I
know what you mean, I feel all icky!" Marsha tightened the belt on her cotton
robe with the silk
to freshen up
Feels so good to wash the day off
With a therapeutic shower
I was excited by the thought of feeling my
Lil mama's soft body next to mine
She's
first wandered down into town
I was both proud and shy, as I felt every eye
And in every shop window I primped passing by
Then in manner of fashion,
called, and he stayin' in Pygmy
(yeah)
I feel like Yeat, when I pull up, get busy
(Busy) blowin' up pressure
Ain't smokin' a STI I IZY
(Blowin' up pressure)
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