Lyrics:
you in your shit
Hold up, baow, baow
Take her, then I turn up your lil' bitch
Hold up, wow, wow
I play wit' it, make her scrape, that's extra
ah scrape
Ochi nuh tek chat, call center lock
One don, Mister B, Mister Miller chat
Umbrella, May Pen ah who still ah chat?
Limb ah pop when di zig
back, been there for some time
He says he knows me very well but he's no friend of mine
I am not a humble pilgrim
there's no need to scrape and squeeze
money, boy ayy
Stretch that money, boy
Stretch that money, boy uh oh
Stretch that money, boy
Scrape this money, boy
Stretch that money, boy
Flex 'em
on the shoe
Scrape of that old nuisance for you
Daydreaming like I never mattered
Here I am holding on to memories, stupid me
Stupid me
An endless waste
sit on my butt
(Gonna catch a fish) And scrape out its guts
Ahhh, fishing!
I fish on the lake, by the sunken tree stump
Between the sewage output,
watched you fall out of bed and scrape up your back
Well, maybe
This life is like the drug
This life is like the drug
Ask yourself
What do they say
that you see
Nothing matters anymore
Scrape the surface of whats underneath
Nothing matters anymore
Scrape the surface the innocent bleed
Collapse in
Scrape to this, my nig
[Verse 1: Little Bruce]
I cop me a 4-door Cutlass Sierra
For only 6 hun' the deal was done
The body straight and the engine run
...
Nobody gets out with no scrapes and scars
(Scrapes and scars, yeah)
Everybody gets hurt sometimes you know
Who you foolin'? I ain't stupid
We're all
nobody
Not so far from that now
You don't feel so overcome by happiness
You're broke
Do you think you might scrape your life together
Just in time to find
Mr. Motorcycle Man,
where'd you get that deep dark tan?
Did you get in Barbados,
or rid'n free across our land?
Did you scrape to buy that bike,
coat it's kinda cold outside
I'll scrape the ice off the car before we get inside
We'll buy some State-line fireworks at the border tonight
And remember
around with the House of Balloons.
Keep the speed steady.
Hold the wheel straight.
We scratch and we scrape.
We're scared then we're brave.
The kids
What up Sigel?
Huh? Yeah
Smash, scrape, scrape... You know the game baby
[Chorus:]
Beanie Mac and Memphis
Who the fuck want what
Me
shoes
Scrape it off - scrape it off
I know he doesn't like it
But I guess it's up to him to scrape it off
Well he took me to court in the middle o'
wall, will not return,
It's crumbled to the land of nowhere;
No one sees it, no one hears it anymore.
And it scrapes my hands across the pavement,
Just
Testing: testing:
{scrape scrape scrape scrape}
Hear that?
That's my lip ring
Testing: testing, one, two, buckle my shoe
Poo poo pee doo
ready to your hand
For there blows some cold nor'westers
On the banks of Newfoundland
Chorus:
We'll scrape her and we'll scrub her
With holy stone
any bonds today?
Scrape up the most you can
Here comes the freedom man
Asking you to buy a share of freedom today
Any stamps today? We'll be blest
If
on scrapes and nicks
And not on girls in seedy bars
Who drown themselves in it
They say that scent is the strongest sense
It's tied to memories
The stench
beauty
It's time to get down and tame you
It's time to get down and scrape you
Your bullets from your gun
Just get shot back your bullets
From your gun
And he dare get in the way, we smash, scrape scrape
It's real like that, you know what I mean?
Follow, yo, yo, yo
(Bonnie and Clyde forever y'all)
[Raekwon the Chef]
Scrape y'all motherfuckers
This is my word, when you see us
When you see us flashing and shining
And building and adding on
Y'all
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