Lyrics:
to you
I'ma good lookin rapper I ain't lyin to you
You might see me in a Bentley painted royal blue
With the white interior on a set of 22's
I'ma
to make it sleazy, ooh!
The lady likes to make it sleazy sleazy love
In her seedy room her painted eyes start
Assessing you takin' you for
Every penny you
of mud, followed the empty Zebra ride to the circus
Past a painted cage, spoke to the pay box glove
Which wrote on my tongue
Pushed me down the stairs
the sorrows of the hours in this place
San Antonio, can't get hold of you
As the water's flowin' through
Color painted pictures show
You're a lady
Thou have been left alone roaming so far from home
Thou were hoping to play lady McBeth for someday
But thou were just the Dark Lady when he was gone
but
A moment of silence
And old ladies screaming stop the violence
Here we go, another typical video
Niggas screaming out a city that
Knows he's a hoe
your high heel shoes
Your painted-on smile that you're aiming to use
To get yourself a piece of pie.
Hey pretty lady hey pretty lady
Hey pretty lady hey
not sorry if we tricked you!
Painted faces in the crowd.
We're not sorry if we tricked you!
The Carnival will carry on.
He's Out There!
May
to you
I'ma good lookin rapper I ain't lyin to you
You might see me in a Bentley painted royal blue
With the white interior on a set of 22's
I'ma
on working that tail feather, momma booty look mean
Look like somebody painted yo ass, and drew on the seams
Lady, show me how you pop it baby, show me why
windows tinted black
Painted finish and it's matte
Racing rims and that's all black
Speeding on the track
Got them demons in the back
And you know that it's
froze, ice
Pretty lil' thang, she painted her nails, she painted her toes, white
You can't bookmark me, the story goes, all night
Yeah, I know I'm right,
A perfect picture you painted
The way you fit in that frame
Be a shame if I didn't frame it
Got me running through my mind
Maybe a little winded
But
Lilacs and poppies, blood-red flowers
Reaching, touching, touch the sky
A painted billboard that hides her yard
The flower lady and her assistant
Uh huh
Okay
This song is for the ladies that need a bit of a confidence boost
It's time to look in the mirror and start celebrating yourself
So
Lady I got it
I spend it
Couple of hundreds
Don't got to worry
The way you painted
I want it
Quality class
Baby go on
And flaunt it
This the real one
would be getting across at all)
My fair lady-o
On the bridge there stands a car
Painted with peculiar flowers
It's the Beatles' it's not ours
(Guess
I know you feeling so lonely, tonight
You know i feel your deep so lonely, so hard
Would you please hold my hand oh my lady
With the remains of out
I don't need to paint
I painted over ten thousand paintings
Sad ones, funny ones, dark ones and light ones
I've done haystacks and rich old ladies by
Liberty's workin the fuckin' street corner
Lady Liberty's workin the fuckin' street corner
Washington Park
35 year old Liberty
Painted lime green
Looking
Redheaded lady she walks past me slow
She wears her glasses and her painted toes
I begin to wonder if she's passing through
Just like the summer
[Chorus]
Them niggas talking bout it but they know we gangstas
Tommy guns, army guns quick to bang ya
Pull up at the club brand new fresh painted
Them
the future
Lady luck hasn't been a friend I know
I can't be your sunlight
But I'll hold you when you're cold
I got you kiss me with your painted soul
I got
We gettin' it
Just so you could start!
Gettin' it, we gettin' it, you gettin' it?
(I'm gettin' it) We gettin' it
All my ladies are...
Gettin' it, we
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