Lyrics:
Let me keep mine and spend yours
Loafed Up and these nigga know it
Counted up another today
Roll it up. Put straight away
Every bill got a blue face
it's very hard to get compliments based on your human qualities
Right lets face it no matter how nice a person you are
Nobody's gunna come say hey nice
show your face
Yeah
Honestly I don't want it another way
You gotta be my better bae
I don't want no apologies
So call me when you on your way
Pull up
to capture
I'm ready for the rapture
Show me the arms of wickedness, Im ready to fracture
Light and dark, time and Space
Im waiting on Pinocchio to spite
a crispy glow
Face like, fuck the world, give me hoes
So you racking up on
Everything with pretty toes and fresh babes
Looking like colored chalk and fat ass
I can't deny it, I'm a straight slyda,(umhmm)
You don't want spin on me (ahuh)
Now what the fuck did you expect? I make that slydin nigga music
oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got
Can't read my, can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(She’s got me like nobody)
the entire state
And straight to hell, got an impaled by the gates
So Satan stuck his face in an ashtray
While I sashayed around flames with a match and I
we stay strong?
Only we can save us from us
Bring about change we will show our people love
[Chorus]
My people, hold your head up
My people,
special
And we had something good
But I shoulda had another mechanic under my hood
If you see me walking by you, boy, don't you even speak
Pretend you
8X]
[Master P]
Give me a, country girl with tits like Ali [wolf whistle]
Ghetto as fuck with a face like Halle
In the club she likes to get rowdy
(Kim Williams/Clay Walker/Kent Blazey)
The wind was blowing through your hair
The moon was shing on your face
You looked like a picture sittin'
soup you can tell by how quickly I blow a G
Breathe, (Breathe)
Stretch, (Stretch)
Show off your muscle (Show off the muscle)
Go head and flex (Go head
Fuck up out my face, pa, I ain't tryna talk
Stupid!
Yeah, DJ Muggs (yeah)
Yeah, BILLY, William Cutty, Pazienza, G Rap
(GOAT) hahaha, Heavy Metal Kings
step on the stage
And the fans show me love
And the mic's on my hand
And the crowd large to behold oh
They got nowhere else to go
(You should be right
that MAC paint on your face like cosmetics
Chucking up big ass B's is my fetish
Type of shit that make you go brazy if I let it
Niggas got zippers,
Travel, that's key but the books cannot lie
Unlock your mind by reading
Lines of new topics
Place your optics on books
Of real black knowledge
Beginning
with your fuckin' head
Fix yo face, take yo place - hoe, behind me
Bitch bow down
Show respect to the fuckin' queen
Fix yo face fo' I catch a case
in your face and it ain't life
So don't play with me, Hell gates await
When I come to the 8th, I shoot it faithfully
And tell Mitch to pray for me
Slay
special
And we had something good
But I shoulda had another mechanic under my hood
If you see me walking by you, boy, don't you even speak
Pretend you
haunted face holds no horror for me now
It's in your soul that the true distortion lies
Wait! I think, my dear, we have a guest!
Sir, this is indeed
This love has taken a turn
My maps are no good now
I'm lost in these woods
I say, Black Mountain show me your face
Bring on the oblivion of your
to face me
You'll be face to face with your own face
Hands for everybody
Ya afterlife is your new place
I'll park a pussy at the park
You niggas all cunts
to be prey to your
Lust for flesh?
That fate, which condemns me
To wallow in blood has also
Denied me the joys of the flesh
This face the infection
Which
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