Lyrics:
bluffing
Eat that muffin swallow that meat
When you unbend the hose watch how hard it skeet
The boy is a freak Rick James on x
No shame about it I love
As a tot, when I trotted in little velvet panties,
I was kissed by my sisters, my cousins, and my aunties.
Sad to tell, it was hell, an inferno
Each day through my window
I watch him as he passes by
I say to myself "what an incredible guy"
To have a love like that
Must surely be a dream
I once had a gown, it was almost new,
Oh, the daintiest thing, it was sweet Alice blue,
With little forget-me-nots placed here and there,
When
iz
It is what it iz
Oh, oh I see
It is what it was, and what it was is just what's been taught
Handle biz when it's to be done, and I mean rip
I like turning on the radio
When I'm running a little too low
Hear the melodies that came before
Stretching out across the floor
When the signal is
This jam I created will leave you devastated
And when I'm finished rockin you will appreciate it
The structure of this rhyme will reign supreme
care for me like I am your pet or your baby
But if I really was either, It'd be a little creepy
Your smile is amazing
Your eyes are beautiful
You
Okay, before we get started with this song, I would just like to say
Cringe warning, bro. I'm telling you this was made like a year ago, bro
I don't
lost their kids
Nine kids death and one gone mad
This is the big nightmare of the man
Who was once the little kid with the gun
The quiet kid was
it was
Doesn't she know it's you that I love
Girl, you're more than just some broad I wine and dine
You're the sweet little thing, the sweet
Well, a teacher of mine once told me
That life was just a list of disappoints and defeats
And you could only do your best
And I said "That's
up at the tower
and ready to get some flower, it's steady and I'm like "come on"
they knew the lyrics reverberate through the spirit
hyperbole when
Bring it in
Once upon a time there was a brotha named Kastro
Had a little problem with his cash flow
More than once his friend'd tell me he had
My girl is haunted by the name she used to own
When she escaped she blamed her past upon a clone
An evil version different replicated bones
A people
by
Invite her in, with our family
Cause once I realize now, that could be my mother
If one time, unfortunate events took our families out combined
She
the mad ting
Sending bitches kitchens into aspen
I feel like a black James Bond when I'm sitting in the Aston
All I do is fly birds, bitches are
cause I can you do it cuz you have to
Lookin at me like I'm gon fail got some bad news
Good news tightened tha screws loose
Bars by the beaucoup like who
I hope you're ready for me
Now gather round
I'm the new fool in town
And my sound's laid down by the Underground
I drink up all the Hennessey ya got
a stupid little kid
When I play my little songs wishing I could make it big
And I show them to my mom and I send them to my friends
But they never get
wrote to me kindly, I hung by her wire,
For a moment I had something to offer.
But I thought I was reckless, perverse, and retired,
And catered my whole
little uniform
Said I was part of the problem
But I was in love with that blond girl
She kissed me twice behind the counter
But when I asked her
Little hands and little feet
Were all we could see
But we new that there was someone there
And soon we would meet
Then all at once we looked into
You gave me language as a gift, I turned it against you
I was stupid, I was young, I was hanged by my Judas tongue
You shouldn't give weapons
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