Lyrics:
kissin' from Tina Marie
(Hip hip) hip, she really did clip my wings
(Clip, clip) hoop, I'm lookin' at weddin' rings
Is it human the things she's doin'
kissin' from Tina Marie
(Hip hip) hip, she really did clip my wings
(Clip, clip) hoop, I'm lookin' at weddin' rings
Is it human the things she's doin'
kissin' from Tina Marie
(Hip hip) hip, she really did clip my wings
(Clip, clip) hoop, I'm lookin' at weddin' rings
Is it human the things she's doin'
kissin' from Tina Marie
(Hip hip) hip, she really did clip my wings
(Clip, clip) hoop, I'm lookin' at weddin' rings
Is it human the things she's doin'
kissin' from Tina Marie
(Hip hip) hip, she really did clip my wings
(Clip, clip) hoop, I'm lookin' at weddin' rings
Is it human the things she's doin'
kissin' from Tina Marie
(Hip hip) hip, she really did clip my wings
(Clip, clip) hoop, I'm lookin' at weddin' rings
Is it human the things she's doin'
kneel and say a prayer for me
When winters gone and spring is on
I will meet her by the river
We will meet by the river sainte marie
for my nigga bubble
Yo Homie turn cold you can’t think nothing of it
Acting like you gone be ready to roll
I got the strap by the seam of my clothes
a blessing
Pull up in Benz, I'ma need a brick
Chicken so crisp I'ma prolly hit a lick
IMMY on the track, never do I lack
Buss down for the wing, Lele bring it
My name is Reginald Lafayette Bullock (Thomas/Mack). Son of cnnie Marie Bullock-Pompey and son of a father whom I've never met, cllen Mack. On my
actin' nice
I look back and I see the high beams
I know that's all the fans I know they just got brights
Tool bite two, yeah, yeah
Don't wait for me
I
long
So I wait patiently
For my love, Marie
Captured
By her
Song
She flew in
With the summer trade winds
On wings of silk
Spun in east Peru
With just
Fly even if they cut my wings
Leaving it up to me? Bossing up on things
I'm Not working for a pion, If I could be the king
Rub my feet, kiss my
Taylor Gang Atlanta nigga
Like the shit from secret Santa nigga
Crossing California where I'm really from
I'm just reppin my city
Man I'm blessed for
Aye
Ian never really had no pt to piss in water
Always had to get it right back work
Praying for no real struggle that's a Brrr
All summer mode
like
"go on then but pay me a lager"
Wunsen, wunsen
Yo, draw for the tool, go on then, go on then
Think I'm a fool? Go on then, go on then
Draw for
that grow your wings
VERSE 1
First time fixing the tools you always did
Now you’re not here it seems I knew so much I hid Hour by hour, you fly a little
(whatt?)
What do you mean, what do mean by that?
This year we move, uh
Yh we move, yh move like that
Take your tools
It's you and your God... it's two
lie damn I miss you
Try to keep my eyes dry
I can't help but ask why
You was chosen by God
Got yo wings so you can fly
You my angel, seeing life from
of many tricks and tools and joy
With a battery of guilt on which to poise
Down by the shore, a funny foal
Who bit my wings and ate 'em whole
You left
Kick you in your nuts so you can't fuck for 40 months
That's what I be saying if you roll up acting sus
This right here the remix
So if you're
by the snobbery
But I change my mind cause they're hard to see
No beef got it
Pepper wings really a classic
We done did it
I'm retarded but my cooker
hold a candle up to you
Blinded by choice, these hypocrites won't see
But enough about the collective Judas
Who could deny you were the one who
may be backed by the Army of Artifacts
By the time that I’ve enacted a pact
I’ll have made some history
I may be sued for breach of contract
But
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