Lyrics:
Both fucked the same bitch, just not the same night
You just took her phone number
I just took her home with a-
'Nother bitch, menage
Boomerang,
a common man's words
I had such a good idea for a song
But Willie got there first
Well the phases and stages of life they were changing
And I was sure
her under the dipper
Now all I gotta do is find her slipper
[Chorus]
(I know you gotta go, babe)
Miss Cinderella, Miss, Miss Cinderella
Miss
when Miss Willie come home
She'd made one rap on my door
I said, "Is that you, Miss Willie? I'd like to know
Don't you rap no more"
I love Miss Willie
Yeah best said by homeboy willie d
Triple cross to mexico
[willie d]
I don't fuck with you
[scarface]
That's some smooth hidin'
Lowdown dirty
when Miss Willie come home
She'd made one rap on my door
I said, "Is that you, Miss Willie? I'd like to know
Don't you rap no more"
I love Miss Willie
"Who gives a fuck about a God damn grammy?"
(Willie D)
Yo, Flav, I give a fuck about a God damn grammy
But them motherfuckin hoes won't hand me one
the valley with the shadows of death
My homies gone so I'm walkin this valley all by myself
We miss our boy lil' Willie so much he was like a brother to us
You can't tell a book by its cover,
Like you can't tell a person by name.
I got no willpower as you discover,
When crisis trips up all the games.
few seasons holding on, all in my feelings
Stuck on you babe
But you let your pride get a hold on you
I figured I might just get over you
Cause baby I
the summer you gon' miss me babe
Let me know if you're down baby girl you know the times up
I can't wait for you to get in my room and whine up
I got a crown
Miss Marmelstein, Miss Marmelstein
Other girls get called by their first names right away
They get cozy intimate
Do you know what I mean'
I’m one of the coldest motherfuckers To ever sold a goddam nickel bag
On the east side and you can ask Anybody god dam bout dat
I’ll sell a nickel
And we're introducing the starting lineup
We're gonna introduce now the North Clayton Eagles
Coached by James Gwynn
His starters, number 21,
And we're introducing the starting lineup
We're gonna introduce now the North Clayton Eagles
Coached by James Gwynn
His starters, number 21,
the numbers and just might miss me
Ohh ohh I'm a different shade
Unfaded
Psychedelic New Age Soul Funk Hippie
Paint me by the numbers and just might miss me
Ohh
And like Clayton I'll point at him
And give him the 8 next you a saint
Y'all don't know what a Nickel is
So of course you see your niggas die
So once I aim
if you please"
Yeah, standin' at the crossroad, tried to flag a ride
Ooh-ee, I tried to flag a ride
Didn't nobody seem to know me, babe, everybody
if you please"
Yeah, standin' at the crossroad, tried to flag a ride
Ooh-ee, I tried to flag a ride
Didn't nobody seem to know me, babe, everybody
down
I believe to my soul now,
Poor Bob is sinkin' down
You can run, you can run
Tell my friend Willie Brown
You can run, you can run
Tell my
Miss Marmelstein, Miss Marmelstein
Other girls get called by their first names right away
They get cozy intimate
Do you know what I mean'
the finest food
Hop you up on the dinner table I wanna taste of you
Little Miss Pikachu can I take a picture too
Promise I'll cherish every pixel like I was
Even if ya haven't
I know you Understand
Apprehension is Apparent
By the way we all not caring
How the cameras keep on rolling
While they shooting down
Bounce from side to side
Rastafari seh Jah in I n I (Rastafari)
Watch for di Yeng Yeng riding by
Plus di squaddie dem, we nuh waa problem
One whiff, smell
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