Lyrics:
today,
By agents of Her Majesty's Government, with a plastic bullet.
They say that plastic bullets were designed not to kill,
They do.
I say that human
swerving swerving
Move your body
On the surface mama
Surface surface surface
Shawty can get
Any nigga she want
But she ducking em
All like police
swerving swerving
Move your body
On the surface mama
Surface surface surface
Shawty can get
Any nigga she want
But she ducking em
All like police
swerving swerving
Move your body
On the surface mama
Surface surface surface
Shawty can get
Any nigga she want
But she ducking em
All like police
her. She said “your father left when your mum was pregnant and she had to survive all by herself” Now he wants your custody so he can maltreat you, but
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
out
We don't need your dramatics here"
"Oh, fuck you, man!" she said
"Better keep her straight" the
Bartender said to me
"She'll be all right" I said
chrome
Bang have your life line sounding
Like a Dial tone you got a girl? Leave her
2000 I'm tucking that
I have no problem spraying the can
I love the Axe
should probably get familiar, get familiar
So if you don't know by now
Then you should probably get familiar, get familiar
Just give her, you got no
nah, I won't let her
Baby don't cry
Baby, don't cry, you got to keep your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up (you'll be alright)
control
Let me take you to the crib
Let me ease your soul
(My love)
I'm gonna take it nice and slow
But first let me, let me, let me talk to her
seems, up underneath
The surface is but a screen, we only see
What we know
Take shots to the face with no peace of mind
Give me my piece of mind
Take
by Gloria Carter and Adaness Revees
Who made love under the Sycamore tree
Which makes me
A more sicker emcee than my momma would claim
At ten
by Gloria Carter and Adaness Revees
Who made love under the Sycamore tree
Which makes me
A more sicker emcee than my momma would claim
At ten
past the surface baby
Put some effort in and promise we can work it baby
Just listen up, (uh uh)
Got a plan (yeah, yeah)
Give me your damn hand
Ima be
Double C your purses, you deserve it
Niggas in your DM, they be thirsty (thirsty)
And in person
But you're curvin'
Curvy little body, love your surface
is done
You gotta give me your girl and your trust
I'm gonna love her for both of us
You can't hide away anymore
You had a chance, but you blew
is done
You gotta give me your girl and your trust
I'm gonna love her for both of us
You can't hide away anymore
You had a chance, but you blew
nobody got
And these, they hate it, but, they love it
And I don't wanna hear that's your
'cause she wasn't your girl when
I gave her my number a lil' word
is done
You gotta give me your girl and your trust
I'm gonna love her for both of us
You can't hide away anymore
You had a chance, but you blew
LYRICS
MIRROR
Is your reflection getting hazy
cre you losing sight of who you are
Scratches on your surface
Don't leave permanent scars
Take
Let me take you to the crib, let me ease your soul (my love)
I'm gonna take it really nice and slow
But first let me, let me, let me talk to her
ease your soul (my love)
I'm gonna take it nice and slow
But first let me, let me, let me talk to her
My love, hey, my love, hey
My love, hey, my
"No that's okay"
But maybe by now she'll see things my way
And ask me to say to
Do something for her love
I'm an all day sucker
Coming to give
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