Lyrics:
get it back
The whole squad here but you figured that
My partner's was pushin' the lean, yeah
So I was pushin' the king, yeah
They sippin' acts' so
in her
And I can see us after school, we'd bomb
On the first motherfucker with the wrong shit on
Now the whole shit's changed, and we don't even
in her
And I can see us after school, we'd bomb
On the first motherfucker with the wrong shit on
Now the whole shit's changed, and we don't even
Voodoo moved your soul, Cruisin' was made for L-U-V-ing
Badu food for thought, eat out of Apple-treeing
The sky forever golden, R.I.P B.B. King
Prince
Washington to claim the crown
Let the whole world know that, the King was in town
As I, arrived, the crowd started to cheer
And then someone yelled out,
y'all to melt
Rhyme with some choppers, we like to hear you clap
Speak a whole lot of fast when I'm rhymin' these raps
May 10th in a week, you can check
texting AR
Tryna find out a whole lot of information
But every time you rap I
Hear the crowd whispering
Like I ain't tryna hear this shit again
I'm tryna
that’s how a King holds it down
I cannot be playing no checkers, put yo own man on a stretcher, back the whole thing I got pressure
Aim for my head I’ll
(piece and chain swangin,)
Hah yuhh ... Mr. D-O-double-are
Dorrough Music
Ayee
Ayee
(chorus)
I got my ice game right,
And all my gold,
Got the whole
The deuce crew of the new, yeah makes the whole shit clear yeah
Give the question, I'm tired of brothers guessin
The Nubian brought the X a lot of fame
the belt, I Chanel the sweater
I go through a lot but I keep it together (I go through a lot)
I'm pullin' up, four hundred and better
It's a real blizzard
a butchery
Bloody mess nauseating smell is the scenery
Kill a beat , bury it down it's a felony
This comes with a lot of
Efforts
A lot of blood, sweat and pain
call us africans 'cause or skin match with them
But that's a lot of foolish, so they can over rule us
I am king of bethlehem
We sit upon the throne
Pussy so sweet cud ah call that di sweetest nectar
Lovin on your skin baby girl and I love your texture
Diamonds and pearls baby girl I don't write no
this is my theme song
I got that beam on
Codeine in my styrofoam, all black mink coat
Big bank on my ringtone
Got a whole lot of rings on
Take ya hoe
a check daily
Cash money me a addict
I chasing franklin
My grind hustle auto mathematic
So what you saying
Gotta lot of lames thinking they average
Where
need
I know it ain't a whole lot
But it don't get much better for me
And when the day gets done, I like a little bit of lovin, kissin and huggin
But
Feel like in a canvas by M-U-N-C-H
And no matter how strong you are, it never fades
Someway got selfcontrol
Lot of shit happened
And that's why we're
unworthy but He gave me a taste
You ain't gotta have a lot of things
cll you need is Jesus Christ the king
You ain't gotta have a lot of things
cll you need
Poppa and our baby girl
That was our whole world, yo (still here)
This is for our fallen stars
Inspired by the poets, revolutionaries
And activists from
up in
New York my whole life i would
Go to the block and hang out with
My home girls on the weekend
And then Monday through Friday I was
Having
real)
Couldn't hear that, I need to run my life (nope, word)
I'm like the big king and she like my queen wife (no doubt, done know)
She lookin' good in
playing games
No longer getting by
Split the whole pizza pie with the team
Real love is what we exercise
Looking forward to the days when we can take
I ride around on pay day
Feelin' like a king with the crown
And other people naysay
But they ain't gonna bring me down
Don't worry mama, the bills
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