Lyrics:
how to figure out
What I was figurin' out, you figure it out
Got a trigger man with an extra hand
My bitches sleep by my bitch's house
So every
time don’t linger
You better put dat ring pon her finger
You make sure she’s yours
All these guys want what’s yours
They’re gonna try really hard for her
livewires
Quick to do a drive by
Wherever you got Wi-Fi, lit, like a powerline
Get right in a line of fire
Cocaine on the table make her get
Down
her, except put that ring up on
Her finger, or at least give her some type of commitment
But I keep her within distance, cause of her wishes to get it
Don't act surprised, you could see she was running with a warped sense of pleasure by the lie in her eyes
She wore a promise in the shape of a ring
baby
And now you ain't around baby I can't think
I should've put it down, should've got the ring
'Cause I can still feel it in the air
See her pretty
Hold me in the hollow of thy hand
The way I hold my enemies in the hollow of my bullets
Forgive us our sins, outlive us our end
Fall with our angels
She wants the whole world in her hand
She wants the whole world
She wants the world
You've never seen somebody so ferocious
She'll rip your heart out
A ring on every finger of her hand.
She lived down by the river
A flat the council give her,
Wallpaper very scenic
Her outlook very beatnik,
We
My name, it probably ring like Las Vegas slot machines (talk to 'em)
The MAC by my pelvis in my Helmut Lang (uh-huh)
The shells'll bang, make
rampaging the land in fury
For many moons, she did not rest
She tarred at the ground until her fingers wet with blood howling until even her voice ran from
Love when you gaze baby
Smooth smooth criminal getting physical
I bumbed by her house the next day
And yeah I know we had to party
Girl with the red
this sadist revival, hand in hand
Lost in the city lights where dreams collide
A million faces passing by a kaleidoscope of life
Caught up in the rhythm
and pleats her leaf skirt
It seems if anyone has a shot to take first
The time is now
And it is hers
Come with me, she holds out her haunting hand
My trembles
dropping a football
So every time someone walks in the john I get Madden
"Shady, what up?" What? Come on, man, I'm crapping
And you're asking me for my
dropping a football
So every time someone walks in the john I get Madden
"Shady, what up?" What? Come on, man, I'm crapping
And you're asking me for my
on your fingers, paint on your toes
Music wherever you go
You don't fit in a smalltown world
But I feel you're the girl for me
Rings on your fingers
it was time
For her daughter to head to bed
Harold carried her up, and to his surprise
Exhausted though she was, Jenny said
She wanted to say a prayer
as failure
Yet the world be tryna kill us
Let baby kno she worth a million
Ring her finger
She a keeper
Her pretty feet rub cross my chest
I kiss em while I
to close my eyes
She said she got a surprise, I swear this could be a crime
She told me that it was time
Put a diamond ring on her finger
Yes I want a ride
And expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is
Of course they're gonna know what intercourse is
By the time they hit fourth grade
They've got
And expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is
Of course they're gonna know what intercourse is
By the time they hit fourth grade
They've got
this mic like a hype me bitch.
Like me check, Only time ever compared,
Unknown if again should be knowing, now time, get going.
Drive By The Block.
Waiting for the telephone to ring
Wiped-out and bitter with a
Bag clutched in her hand
All the cars sound like they're
Pulling in the drive
Mh, no, no,
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