Lyrics:
Daddy's wine
A whole lotta game
A lotta take your time
Mix it all together
That's how you get a
A little bit of spice
A lotta sunshine
Grandmama's kiss
diamonds in the light
And we're standing side by side
As your shadow crosses mine
What it takes to come alive
It's the way I'm feeling I just can't
everyone was trying to become the next Spice Girls or Backstreet Boys. I got rejected over and over. The funny part about being rejected as a teenager is
Little by little is the finest meal
It's half the type for hope
Come and see
You mix it all together in your dreams
Ingredients from the Seven Seas, and I
to drop, stop
You ain't know I'm nice girl, you'se a 'Wannabe'
Like the Spice Girls, you betta think twice, girl
I'm untryable, undeniable
Won't be held
extra large, in charge, Your bars are medium
This beats the spice of life to strike the strife and tedium
I'll roast you vegetables alive, the temp 425
life is? (Huh?)
My brain's dead weight, I'm tryna get my head straight
But I can't figure out which Spice Girl I want to impregnate (oh)
And Dr. Dre
life is? (Huh?)
My brain's dead weight, I'm tryna get my head straight
But I can't figure out which Spice Girl I want to impregnate (oh)
And Dr. Dre
a nigga know what hood you from
Eveybody wit me drunk as fuck, break it down, then roll it up
Back it up, a girl like you, a nigga like me can't pass it
crunk
Let a nigga know what hood you from
Everybody wiht me drunk as fuck
Break it down, then roll it up
Back it up, a girl like you
A nigga like me
crunk
Let a nigga know what hood you from
Everybody wiht me drunk as fuck
Break it down, then roll it up
Back it up, a girl like you
A nigga like me
the Globe
Little by little is the finest meal
It's half the type for hope
Come and see
You mix it all together in your dreams
Ingredients from
the Globe
Little by little is the finest meal
It's half the type for hope
Come and see
You mix it all together in your dreams
Ingredients from
crunk
Let a nigga know what hood you from
Everybody wiht me drunk as fuck
Break it down, then roll it up
Back it up, a girl like you
A nigga like me
the morning after the pill every morning
Don’t allow your reputation to be daily whoring
All those bitches get depressed because they life is boring
Gonna end
entice
Know that I'ma show up on your step, I don’t type
Keep my hoes together, no splice
Got a couple hot girls with me no spice
Label with the Off-White
is the life never grow up
Dunkaroos and Capri sun
You wouldn't have switched with anyone
Hi I'm Pablo Sanchez
Y'all remember me
That short dude who was
this your whole life,
But I wash dirty money clean it out like Old Spice,
Need a fitting room cause they tryna try me,
Tell the homie handle that
Gotta mix that sprite with some purple Syrup
Gonna getchu lit like we all up in the club
Put your middle fingers up and turn this party down for what
Oh
your mind
Once the performance is completed seated in the back
Too cool to throw yo' hands up; I never quite understood
Alla that what you too
Or when I'm at the bank to deposit
Honestly
I don't need this in my life
No, no I just need to keep it light
Please don't mix my sugar with your spice
I'm
Or when I'm at the bank to deposit
Honestly
I don't need this in my life
No, no I just need to keep it light
Please don't mix my sugar with your spice
I'm
the globe
Little by little it's the finest meal
It's appetite for hope - come and see
You mix it all together in your dreams
Ingredients from the seven Seas
your mind
Once the performance is completed seated in the back
Too cool to throw yo' hands up; I never quite understood
Alla that what you too
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