Lyrics:
the ancestors for Magdalean
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And they modeling we move like the medehlin
We built
Yeah
Still gotta get used to all of the changes (Oh)
Talking the commas and figures with labels yeah
Smoking a backwood and modeling faded
These
like I'm modeling
Written in the stars I'm astonishing
If you got me it's like you got the lottery
Stupid bitch if you ever doubted me
can't have you
and your crew see wax
So, what's that? A known fact
Battle that the habitat I'm in is deadly
You can get the loot
It all depends on where your head be
seek a therapist
The flow's deep & effortless
You phonies could never diss
Best thing since sliced bread I don't
Need your bread in it
Think about this
Who She Wit', ice grillin' accomplice
She modeling from the Explorer, think my man ex-whore
Had run-ins with her before, but this time here's what I
Heart plays in ways the mind can't figure out
Heart plays in ways the mind can't
Heart plays in ways the mind can't figure out
This is how we
in warmer days
Yet making time for pain
But only prophets can see that world away
Stop creasing these I figure it's time
Up the ante and blow it open
could take this if you Just do it big
Heyyyy
Flying through time in the Delorian Civic
Life’s short but you never need more if you live it,
Pour me
new truck with the deep dish,
Meanin' deep chrome, deep chrome, in the deep dome,
After a massage and a ménage, we got in the shower,
Let water
Count up the digits
Round up the figures
God on my side yeah you know that I'm gifted
Watch how I shift it
Step above ops they don't know where I'm
you would care that niggas ain't had shit, I been there
Put it on wax, I hope you hear
You ain't even gotta wax, I'm going in
Can't even cap, I'm lookin
Catch me in club
I'm making asses wobble
Got my tab running up, told them keep adding bottles
There's wax in that gelato blunt
Wax in the booth, trying
Shawty bust it all over a niggaa because he threw them figures, yeah, yeah
But she could just never have my feelings cause she just started
I'm too faded for the phone tag
Three shades from alone and lapsed
In four corners burning
Wax with the door cracked
Mouth dry, lips chapped
Need
Straight from the barrio
No choice in where to go
Reseda's just another freeway stop
It's not like home
Calling on seraphim to stop the endless
on the Lord, four hunnid a show
She need nobody help
Just tryna figure it out
Tired of livin' without
All of these one, ten, twenty, fifty, hunnids
Girl,
out, freaked on,
Thinkin' about my new truck with tha' deep dish,
Meanin' deep chrome, deep chrome, in tha deep dome,
After a massage and a ménage, we
I'm the top dog Bustin' through the door, you niggas know
You gettin' knocked off Got the game in figure four like Ricky
Once I pop off There won't
80 bars, 80 scars
Yo, engineer turn me up, yo
I started off in the underground
From mono to stereo, now I'm surround sound
Blowing through your
stuck with me in the soul
Don't try to cap I already know
I'm spitting facts you already know
Put it on wax then I'm inna glow
I need the racks you
on wax
I got one mission just run up the sacks
Keep yo eye in the sky seeing that smoke you know where I'm at
Yeah most these niggas they lazy
Yeah most
whenever you want.
I thought I knew ya but I can’t figure out your name.
You’re the perfect wax impression,
I know you just the same.
I thought I knew ya
Bunch of wax dummies, all you guys gonna melt
Live for your kids, die for yourself
Bottles in the sky if you ride for the wealth
Peas on the block,
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