Lyrics:
grab me, she goin' put it in her purse
Verses I rehearse and I do it with the team
Artists want me on they hook like they're Kareem
We be shootin' shit
Uh
Judged by people that don't care about me either way
Done with pleasing people who ain't aware when I feel that way
I just need to breathe for
There is a black river
It passes by my window
And late at night
All dolled up like Christ
I walk the water
Between the piers
Singing
Oh
River
you don't know, what it's like, to live in misery
Welcome to, home sweet hell
Dissatisfaction guaranteed
It's a beautiful day in the neighbourhood
the night we met
She gave me just one look
And I never will forget oh
I felt like an open book
And every night I find I don't sleep
I lose my mind
through the years
Even when I sold my clothes to pay the bills
You stayed real knew the deal
You love my daughter, even harder like she was yours
In
Come by when you get off work
I'll be sitting around doing nothing
Let's wait till the sun goes down
Then we'll drive off deep into the night
Oh, she was wonderful, oh,
Well it's a shame she's insanely wonderful,
I feel alive in links to my body whole,
Like Mr. Jones I just want somebody
Feel tomorrow like I feel today
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron
woke up this morning everything was gone.
By half past ten your head was going ding-dong.
Ringing like a bell from your head down to your toes,
Like
Vegas Jones keep me straight
It don't matter where you from
Real niggas relate by the year 2020
I hope my baby mama finally stop trippin'
Number one in
Blinded by, designer lines
Pushed love aside, yeah
Now you trying to find a way back in time
But me I'm fine
While I know you thinking 'bout me
fast era
Like them muslim cats, who don't give a fuck
About blowin' this spot off the map
Where Mayor Guliani rest at, so let me get that
I'ma be on death row just like Suge Knight'nem
I stand ten toes, I'm not no buster
Seen him by the WinCo, worked on my jumper
Baby know I'm hotter
like a rebuilt part
I don't know how much it's got left
How much it's got left
I've grown tired of traveling alone
Tired of traveling alone
I've
You tied the knot
Don't bite the hand or it won't feed
What she ain't got,
Be sure to make sure you don't need.
You can't go back.
You've
and go off
I don't give a fuck, two fingers up
Your bitch'll get fucked 'cause I
Know that she a slut got a lot of love for
Any nigga gettin' money
I can
a good thing
Dress to impress can be oh so tempting
You can get noticed with your body
Sexual hypnosis by being hottie
You might feel like public
die I die famous
[Chorus]
(Yes!)
[Chorus]
(Why do we have to die)
[Chorus]
(I know a lot of times.. we go unnoticed)
(They act like they don't
I know you want her number
'Cause everybody wants her number
Hello, you'll have to wait in line
She looks good in every picture
Sometimes I wanna
be Wrong to pick my side this s*** Get Older by the dat feel i dont Got long death on my soul cant Walk no righter way
Life getting stressful i want
If you wanna keep ya bitch
Then don’t let her peep the drip
Don’t you let her see the ice
She gon calculate the grip
Revolver in my lap
it got rubber
toasted like paninis
This ain't ordinary pasta, had to lobster my linguine
Run up in this mansion, I'ma leave it haunted like Luigi
She ain't got no self
So come on down and try your hand at the oldest game in town
Pull up a chair and don't be scared, you've got to play it round by round
Spin
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