Lyrics:
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Kinda been feeling like my life's a movie
Surrounded by money, nice cars, and booties
Judies love that so they wanna do me
Hitting from the back got
hood call
Me Nettles, fuck it, who are you?
Didn't ride out or trap before me
Scored a point on a opp
Made a rack before me
Shawty asking if I meant what
Suddenly, everybody got love for me, if I asked you to hold me down, would you even Ride or die, need someone by my side, tell me if I’m alive again
This shit
I'm just tryn' get the Ksubi's
Lit to the max put it down for the juve
Want the rose set fuck a ruby
Got on that shit buss it down got me judy
Gotta
love song
CHORUS-1
Ronald Isley,Babyface,Jodeci and Marvin Gaye
Made melodies that can't be replaced
But you...you're the perfect love song
CHORUS-2
a poor maiden so?"
Remember the vows that you made to me truly
Remember how tenderly you nestled close to me
Gay is the garland, fresh are the roses
I've
captions
Read me like a simple I love you wrote on a napkin
This is more than just a fly by night action
You're the fuel everlasting to keep my jet
back oh
I wanna love you back
I wanna show you that
You've not made the wrong choice by loving me (By loving me)
By loving me oh (By loving me)
By
laugh and hate I know I'm surrounded by a bunch of Judge Judy's
But I'm a Saint so I'ma flex on em, Michael Thomas
Not who you used to know unrecognizable
Karen liked to tie me up
And left me hanging by a strap
Jeannie had a nightclub walk
That made grown men feel underage
Mariella, who had a son
Said I
yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, oh yea
You got me by the tail. You got me by the tail, so I had to get a pale
She loves you. She's gots me by the tail. She has
Or question my character and degrade me on every blog?
Want you to love me like Nelson, want you to hug me like Nelson
I freed you from being a slave in your
of strife
"Blues" had been my handle
Then Jersey Joe made me his wife
Yeah, "Blues" had been my handle
'Til true love lit a candle
Now "Joy" is
Went to La Ronde and stayed with my brother Paul.
Saw the Expos play ball, such a good day.
In Judy’s kitchen we sang songs every night,
Louis made us
Boomy
Look what the ghetto done to me
Made you bolder now
Heart colder now
Brick soldier now
Gun holder now
Nigga snatch my chain, catch him hold
Rockin' a fade
Young Boomy
Look what the ghetto done to me
Made you bolder now
Heart colder now
Brick soldier now
Gun holder now
Nigga snatch my
out here
You gotta be smart enough not to get swallowed up
Confusion can be like 'em Dominoes
You gon fall for it, if it's close enough
So I keep it me
you pull my heart
I'll let you call me your guitar
Cross my heart
And Sing my song
Sit back and wait on your reply
Girl The love I got for you
Made
I remember when we used to spend hours on my Driveway
You showed me a whole new world on the Highway
I confess I lied a few times but I was always
a smoothie
Her name probably Judy yo pops a lawyer so sue me
With yo inherited wealth share yo inherited bread
You probably inherited all the hair that sit
the opening scene
The plot was cruel, the plot was mean
'Happy Birthday Mr. President, you fill me with glee
How I wish you felt the same about me'!
The same
the eff
She is and she's exhausted she is
Only made of carbon after all
Just like you and me
She came out in her sparkle bra
Tearing fiercely across
Hop
Picked the "Truth" beat for Beanie
And I was in the session with him, I had my demo with me
You know, like I always do
I played a songs, he's
No love for these bitches, remember when all of them, they try to play me (They try to play me)
I made it, I made it, I made it, I made it, I made it,
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