Lyrics:
to Cassius
So you can gon' and make them lies, but I'm so sanctified
I don't sweat it, wipe my forehead with a handkerchief
And wash my sins in the blood
a honeymoon for the summer tryna get a six-pack for it
Say I won't catch 'Crae slippin' in the studio at like 3 AM
Autograph that forehead with a Sharpie pen
Sunglasses, campaign and jewelry
Ask Alber how he really wanna use me
Comme Des Garçon, ain't using it loosely
Look at yo forehead, sweating profusely
the pretty big forehead bitch
Listen close I got some shit to tell you, motherfuckers get familiar
It's not just model bitches on my genitalia
Did Azalea's
Hit him on the forehead with a knife and a fork
(she) said that he looked like the devil
Then she said..."pass the vinegar," I'm beginning to think
forehead
And she said, "losin' love
Is like a window in your heart
Everybody sees you're blown apart
Everybody sees the wind blow"
I'm going
shining forehead
Didn't stop she swooned to the ground
(Really flipped her wig)
Laughed so hard I
Blew my mind
I blew my cool
I blew myself over
a dot on her forehead.
Face turnin' red from grabbin' them ankles.
Fuck and get up is how I do them stank-hoes.
You should hear how she sounds with a cock
more model head?
I'm insulted, you should go 'head
And bow so hard until your knees hit your forehead
And the flow just hit code red
Top five MCs,
shining forehead
Didn't stop she swooned to the ground
(Really flipped her wig)
Laughed so hard I
Blew my mind
I blew my cool
I blew myself over
Schwarzenegger, bitch this your last game
That beam at your forehead
I don't give a fuck, you can't run from the infrared
And when I catch you, you murdered
me with a nigga with no bread
Nappy head, put chu' in a grave
Don't give a fuck about chu' niggas, piss on ya forehead
I'm from that Southside, we
the order is he dead? (yep) enough said
and all my followers got W's on they forehead
Murderers and they kill on command
walk around like zombies
the order is he dead? (yep) enough said
and all my followers got W's on they forehead
Murderers and they kill on command
walk around like zombies
class and played hookey
Threw freshmens in garbage cans, gave 'em nookies
Rolled the, back of the bus with a gun in his socks
Big forehead, had ears
Communicator check, one-two-one-two
This is Bones McCoy on a line to Sulu
Set your forehead to warp factor one
Check your tri-corder, set your phaser to stun
hooked nose...
Wider, thinner lips....Beady eyes....A larger forehead.
He imagined that this was an ability he shared with most other
people....They
the seal on my forehead, my faith still strong
With all I've been through, you would think my faith gone
But nope, I hold my stance in stone
I move
four reflecting off your shiny forehead
It's Wu-Tang nigga, ain't nuttin' changed nigga
Still shame on a nigga, who tried to run game
Your version
shoes
Wipe his glasses when he read the news
Rub his forehead with a gentle touch
Mornings after when he's had too much
Kiss him gently when he
people?'
I'm making 300 on my SAT and I am equal
Ain't no sequel, no saga, no way out, I'm nervous
I've had it up to forehead of niggas trying to serve us
Hit him on the forehead with a knife and a fork
(she) said that he looked like the devil
Then she said..."pass the vinegar," I'm beginning to think
the gat-titude
Seven days a week and make your forehead leak nigga!
It's MC's please, we split through on threes's, wudda
Dayton off the ground laying, like
I want to be your dominated
Love slave
I want to be the one that
Takes the pain
You can spank me when I do
Not behave
Mack me in the forehead
With
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