Lyrics:
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
way out
Six feet deep, are you proud
Six feet deep, no way out
Six feet deep, are you proud
Six feet deep, no way out
Six feet deep, are you proud
Six
And tonight is very special
It's the night for me and you
är det bra?
Det tycker jag vi kan ha va?
Det är lite ovanligt så där
Cup full be the recipe, dark dark nights get the best of me
Bad ting praise me on her knees. no religion for me enemies
Yessir
Six feet
Someone call
or six
Feet under the ground
A lot of y'all try to match my wit's
End up collapsing like Elvis by the
Toilet trying to match my shit
The way I stack my
Girl you're so damn sweet, if I had that girl
She makes my life complete, I'm tellin' you fellas
She knocks me off of my feet
She knocks me off of my
the team, sorry b you'll cause distractions
I don't care if you're sweet, I'll get passed the attraction
Gotta do more than a lot, there's no time for
don't bullshit me
Motha, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
[Verse 2]
Yeah, save the narrative you savin it for marriage
Let's
Sweet street pussy
Gimme that gushy
Nasty stuff (nigga)
I took her
I like a red bone, pretty feet, slim waist, cute face
Girl if that's you
Sweet street pussy
Gimme that gushy
Nasty stuff (nigga)
I took her
I like a red bone, pretty feet, slim waist, cute face
Girl if that's you
)
Come on up to the front door
I need plenty of heat (Heat)
Form a special confection
Just start moving your feet (Your feet)
Move on over to me
I'll be
really is
Click clack, get back
You work out, might hit him for a six pack
Work out
Get that? Might hit him for a six pack
Flip that, me and broke nigga
your mind to pieces
You'll recommend me to your motha,
Your sista, your aunts, and your nieces
Listed in the yellow pages
All around the world
30
amazing, it's not a phase
I want you to stay with me, by my side
I swallow my pride, your love is so sweet
It knocks me right off of my feet (oh, I)
sweets
Want some fuckin crack
Gone and hit me on my beep
A-i-are, sippin on tha barre
Nigga you don't understand
Nigga in our car
Got 4 TVs all up in
(So sweet)
Come on up to the front door
I need plenty of heat (Heat)
Form a special connection
Just start moving your feet (Your feet)
Move on over
and raised to be a young soldier
Call me a BG
But Im scorin a key
You know Im talkin about its that damn Kici
Im down on my knees
Im tryin to get on my feet
You treated me right, love me too
Been by my side when I couldn't move
I'm gonna keep loving you, till I'm six feet underground
My baby talk sweet
me
Like Sweet Serendipity
Sweet Serendipity
And I'm doing just fine
I'm always landing on my feet
In the nic of time
And by the skin of my teeth
I
and it's so amazing, it's not a phase
I want you to stay with me, by my side
I swallow my pride, your love is so sweet
It knocks me right off of my feet
she's gone, you can't buy love without game
The Shuga gotcha, lame!
Sweet Brown Shuga!
Tell 'em 'bout me baby, Sweet Brown Shuga!
Tell 'em 'bout me
Hustle boy number 1, I be sure boy
See me pull up in a 6 car convoy
Shout out Tets, shout out Gunz, Shout out To too
Alls eyes on us when we roll
on their knees)
Wise Man 2: By what name are you calling him?
(Dramatic Holy music)
Mandy: Brian.
Three Wise Men:
We worship you, Oh,
(So sweet)
Come on up to the front door
I need plenty of heat (Heat)
Form a special connection
Just start moving your feet (Your feet)
Move on over
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