Lyrics:
the secretaries under the table, the secretaries under the table
went up against elephant justice
foundations grown unstable
i call for a reckoning
this is your
On a dark website And so the Secretary of Agriculture became top brass
But a heart attack at mass put him under the grass, and so the Secretary of Commerce
better than dirty phonics
Beating sandman cause in my dreams
Beat the pussy out it
New place secretary problems
Under my umbrella Mary Poppins
And I deem
to refine me
From this bourgeois mess
Maybe one day I'll be
A secretary, work
Under a man who thinks I'm
Pretty and pays my salary
Mama doesn't want me,
Congress edited it, then, in '76, it was signed
Tom was governor of Virginia, and minister to France
The Secretary of State under Washington, then, he made
Mom and pops wish I could honor they wishes, it's hard for me though
Never folding under pressure, and to the heat I'm De Niro
There's method to my
going real low
Suck my fucking dick
We's on the road
Suck my fucking dick
We's on the road
To legendary, tell my secretary
Can't wait for legends status
time I'm not like the others
Cuz, I Am What I Am, Baby
Take a seat then go under the sheet (aha)
I told you
Let me control you, put your feet on my knee
it over like it's Round-robin
Get in a single line you know you filing all the checks
Call the secretary
The secretary
So wet call her Aquari
Look
No I would not stand
No I would not be your girl
No I would not stand
No I would not be your girl
You come here standing by
Put me under faded lights
My hip-hop, is quarantined locked inside the detox
Under keep lock, it's like b-block and E-Glocks
You're ill, your trail end thoughts are frail
I
Your life is secondary, I fuck my secretary (uh-huh)
My life is legendary, keep a gun in every Chevy (what?)
My trunk knocker (uh), watch how I beat
the pretty secretaries who wouldn`t even
Let me hang my hat
All recognize my handwriting
And return to sender as a matter of fact
If I were you I'd
the pretty secretaries who wouldn't even
Let me hang my hat
All recognize my handwriting
And return to sender as a matter of fact
If I were you i`d
with the lights out
Under the safety of darkness, amongst the crashed and the heartless
And young soul bros, ready to rode a star ship
Launch it,
hope you comfortable
'Cause yo I spend my nights out, with the lights out
Under the safety of darkness, amongst the crazed and the heartless
And young
you in the dock
Just sits in his leather chair and twiddles his thumbs
Gets his secretary in and pinches her bum
Ooh ah ooh
Ooh ah ooh
Ooh ah ooh
Huh? I'm stressin' out, need more offices for bosses
Secretaries and meetings with big sharks, who mad greedy
We can sell mo', boats on the coast
hangin low in the back of my jeans
I black out like February, back out what's necessary
Oh-seven Bugatti with Jimmy Iovine's secretary
I'm runnin'
eight seconds
I told Victoria her Secret you suck life a crest
I ultrawhite my secretary, I went to Tibet
To bet on a horse you bet your life
Mine
Huh? I'm stressin' out, need more offices for bosses
Secretaries and meetings with big sharks, who mad greedy
We can sell mo', boats on the coast
of assistance
Your excellency, sir
Who are you?
Aaron Burr, Sir?
Permission to state my case?
As you were
Sir
I was a captain under General
and she swallow semen
I'm probably the realest breathin' under 25
I'm the finest, 2Pac Shakur if he didn't die
From the side where hammers is hereditary
on time.
They call me on the phone sayin',
Johnny, we disagree on which one of us you like best.
I said honey, you all equally fine under the law, yes
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