Lyrics:
Firmin, just a brief reminder
My salary has not been paid
Send it care of the ghost by return of post
P.T.O.: no one likes a debtor
So it's better if my
like Stephen
One day like Raymond imma have to tell all my confessions
Look
It's funny how the tables flip
It's funny how the tables turn
Now I'm the man
swingin
You send me swingin
I wait for the day
A sweet gentle sway
Brough your love right my way
Shawty swing my way
Shawty swing my way
Shawty swing my way
been the same
And my production selection is still flame
But they love you on the
Come up 'cause you ain't
Tainted by fame And you
Still they little
takin'
Saturday-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay
Round up di posse, Fugee comin' around the way
I don't puff blunts so I always got my breath
Never had to battle with
A rap that'll cap like a true blue rap
Not a washed-up almost MC sap
Little girls so fresh and I know you are
Wanna take a little ride in my new car
I
A one-two, a one-two
I'm the type of guy who always needs a shower
Mornings and afternoons I treat my hair like flowers
Toiling in the mud, dirt,
through the powder made by Donnell Rawlings
Or like Magic, Johnson chasing MJ through a hallway
Y'all wanna win no way, not even draw is okay
So listen, I
on the way!
On the way
Send me GPS
I'll speed like GTA
Can u send me the eta?
Ooooh
Say the words and
Then I'm on my way to you
Yeah, what
Can u send me
like trying (I, yeah)
But all my real niggas round me keep tellin' me (tellin')
"Kells, fuck that you gotta keep climbin'" (climbin')
I admit it, I
mama
Broke a heart and I got dirty laundry
Bishop always call my phone like we need you Sunday
The type of drugs I think I'm on that make me really
Send us some guidance from above
'Cause people got me, got me questionin'
Where is the love (Love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my
rings but that ain't about this
What you bout b****
Excuse my French emotion in my passion
But I wear my heart on my sleeve like it's the new fashion
rings but that ain't about this
What you bout b****
Excuse my French emotion in my passion
But I wear my heart on my sleeve like it's the new fashion
rings but that ain't about this
What you bout bitch
Excuse my French emotion in my passion
But I wear my heart on my sleeve like it's the new fashion
Dr. Phil couldn’t tell me what it is
Your scent, your smile, the way you is
Never check my iPhone for groupies
When we make love, it’s like a dream
I’m
but I'm still in the way
Itty bitty waist, pretty in the face
I know you want a taste
And I always get my way way way
Would you like that
Send me texts,
the way)
I'm officially part of the holidays like Mariah now, nigga (wow)
Let's go
Y'all couldn't wait for this shit to drop, it's part of hip-hop
Will
easing grieving and that's
That's why I try to never complain
Or ever come off ungrateful by having both of my parents and feeling like we unstable
I mean,
have your day in the sun
You know God loves the sensitive ones
Oh, my little bird in a cage
Oh, my little bird in a cage
I need you to get up for
it way, way out like John Paxton
But for now I just gotta watch her practice
Send her a picture so she see it
She says, I-I-I can't believe it
Ohh,
to lose
Down to my last
Pull up to the session, like the reverend looking heavenly
Spread the message, every verse a blessing come and get ya peace
Roll
your passion
Only reason I be eye chatting its when its time for some action
I wanna hit it way way out like John Paxton
But for now I just gotta
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