Lyrics:
on a little bit of Maxo music
To get me through it
Bill Withers helps me to cure it
Ill weather, I'm still pursuant
Uhh
I've already proved it
Always making
Latha halaa nale jhanjar shanka
Move with the giddah and churi chamka
Lookin so good with your ghooth and parand
Open toe sandals you got me so high
Let
slide
Never mind then I got da da
By bye your love never last
Cos the diba diba bill yow
Diba diba bill changed you
Now I deal with heart sore
It hit me
A dormant hitter, doormat to
The whole committee, many chase dreams but sleep on visions
And I’ll admit it, I’ve tried remitting
But I’ve been sitting with
kill bill
Stare death in the face you wanna
Is it a crime
You know I'll do the time
Do the time
Kill kill bill
You ripped out my heart I'm gonna
Kill
again
Gods vessel playing me is like you playing with him
Speak the truth feel convicted tell me who I offend
I can tell that they be throwing stones
the mafia
Not a Tai Omi Ay Wong Sun carrier
Devilman wouldn't even jump over
The train barrier so how can he be a bad man
When he pars with about 25 pricks
If
the morning again I'll pray
With you by my side
Keep me warm tonight
With you by my side
Life was but a dream
Only you and me oh oh oh
The evenings comes
I'll
wadn't
Shit's hectic the bomb Vietnam rhyme Don
With the semi-auto fracture your torso to ya spine
The back cracker smack you with
My verbals
hollered loud:
[Chorus]
Won't you come home, Bill Bailey
Won't you come home?
She moans the whole day long.
I'll do the cookin', darling
I'll pay
Just waking up
In the middle of the day
Makes people think
They can tell you what to say
Your life is marked
By one mistake
All you had before
Now
while it tries to eat your thoughts
Hoping you will fall and wither
Waiting for the darkness to subside
Cradling your arms I'll be the stranger in night
You can run the streets with your thugs (ayo Storm)
I'll be waitin' for you (honestly, I think I can fuck with a motherfucka like you)
Until you
Don't Mess With Bill
No, No, No, No
Don't Mess With Bill
He Is Mine All Mine
Don't Mess With Bill
I'll Say It One More Time
Don't Mess With Bill
Though I
that you'll come back home in due time
I'll be praying, wishing, hoping that you notice me (notice me yeah)
But now you surrounded by new company
her to fetch and she wanna have sex with me
I'ma be honest I'm…
To be honest a sentence I cannot construct
Just when you come around then my mind turns
hollered loud:
[Chorus]
Won't you come home, Bill Bailey
Won't you come home?
She moans the whole day long.
I'll do the cookin', darling
I'll pay
These tulips and lavenders, never gonna
wither nor die,
I'll keep my gaze on you.
Thought it may be good,
All these things I want to say,
To be brought
to fucking tell Bill, he wantsto get the message to you, not to fucking Bill, so he don't think of that, he just tries to get the message to you, right? So, he
rich, 40 chicks in the mix
How freaky can shorty get
Domino effect, one by one, they all go down
I'll be done by the sun... up
I got stamina
If I can't
Row"
Throwin' Westside, ain't no thang
We was raised off drive-bys, brought up to bang
We claim mob, M.O.B., if you be specific
We control all cash
Row"
Throwin' Westside, ain't no thang
We was raised off drive-bys, brought up to bang
We claim mob, M.O.B., if you be specific
We control all cash
Asking me to keep it real, but shorty I don't pay no bills
Do I gots the flex to get with you, paint you a cold picture
See, why y'all the ones got me
of milk never spilt
But your house might be built, on the side of a reservoir
With cows all about, now you drowning in dairy stuff
Crying and lying in
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