Lyrics:
by side on a real run
When I decide it's a home run
It's big win from my own wrongs
I got that from an icon
On bad days I still ride on
Strong waves
course
He took a spoonful, soon was a corpse
She dumped him in the port with
The fish by the wharf
She told her cellmate his dick's like a dwarf
But she
like her
She been with me through the grind
Girl you put in that time like been liferz
Got tight, use 2 hookey and chill
She tight, plus she cook up
a step back
Capture the picture, she toppin me
Lovin the view
For only a few
The frame, bound to get bigger
Rakin in cash
Showin my ass
Learned, but still
thank God
Is still the same
And this Boston girl says she likes it
Down here
Lovin' by the river bank with ol' Hank
'Cause the new south, thank God
Is
supposed to be
Boy
you stand by me
I'm forever yours
faithfully
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh oh oh
faithfully
I'm still yours
I'm
Told Miss Harris, it was too late to stop and too late to quit,
I was lovin' that pussy (Uhhh), while she was lovin' this dick.
(don't quit)
I
Told Miss Harris, it was too late to stop and too late to quit,
I was lovin' that pussy (Uhhh), while she was lovin' this dick.
(don't quit)
I
love
(And I know) and I know, oh yes I know
Though you feel you don't need lovin' (you need lovin')
You still need lovin' too (they need lovin')
(We
love
(And I know) and I know, oh yes I know
Though you feel you don't need lovin' (you need lovin')
You still need lovin' too (they need lovin')
(We
How many of the adults around you let you down
I could have died, but I'm still here
And for that, I'm grateful
But Judgement Day has come
The fakes
I thought she had to have it
Since the first time she came
Who knows the situation
Mysteries do remain
And now I wonder why
I breakdown when I
the eruption when I'm pumpin and bustin', gotta give a concussion
Lovin' the lust and plus to touch me, rush me
Too much, you must be out of your mind
Trust me,
still layin' up in my bed
I got marks up on my back from where she grasp, I know she lovin' it
seven left turns
If I stay this amused it's a lesson I learned
I figured it all out I know what she's doing
The mystery's gone and I hope she approves it
the first one lovin' that shit
I'll fuck that shit, I'll fuck that bitch
I'll fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch
I was the first one fuckin' that bitch
a money machine
Your girl like Gumby, how she bends over, fuck me
It seems that I've struck a nerve, I'm a boss, there's no one I'm employed by
That's
I've been making money, working endless time
Go home to my honey, hoping she's still mine
As I sit by my desk, think about my day
Thoughts come
[[[[NOTES:]]]]
FIRMAN
"Mystery after gala night"
It says "mystery of sopranos flight"
"mystified" all the papers say
"we are mystified we suspect
old flame
And his name is Bruce
But blew my eye when his girl drove by
Told me bye then he winked his eye
I'm too Don fo' this, too fly to curse
touched by her cousin
He ain't have a clue, all the trauma that it caused her
'Cause over time she grew up, but she still bothered
Them thoughts come back,
the
Freak in me
In my chariot riding by limousine
Oh me
Oh my
She a Venus fly trap how she caught me
By surprise
Fly nigga top of the line
She gotta tight
With plenty women that's still on the fee?
And it happens that every once in a while
I go too deep then I gotta shut it down
She keep on comin' by
In the moonlit ballroom, where secrets are spun,
She twirls and whirls, her dance begun
With every step, a story unfolds,
A tale of mysteries, untold
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