Lyrics:
it happen
Unleashing on beats you know I'm steady tapped in
I'm just tryna tour yeah all over the atlas
I might just pour a lil pint on my palate
This for my grandparents
Who probably never understand the music that I make that make you stop, drop and rholl
To my mom who I can't have
The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket
I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't
know how I'm not deceased, spilling my heart out on this song
I'ma make you feel me on this beat, had a long day, wanna go home
Pickin' up your bitch,
close to you right now, it's a force field.
I wear my heart upon my sleeve, like a big deal.
Your love pours down on me surround me like a waterfall.
where the loving was missing
Got hurt by some niggas, I get it, I get it
And I ain't the type of them niggas you been with it
I know your heart can not
can' t eat, i can' t sleep, 'cause your body's so sweet
put your hand to my heart, then you feel the beat
your the wonderful girl with that sexual
the FBI, I only confess to the reverend
Put that on my bredren
Let this be a lesson when you disrespect the legend
Ross the boss, Kim the queen, is you
gotta make a move for me to pull the switch
You aint never seen a nigga do it like this
Boy you gotta be rich if you take my bitch
Put my bitch in the red
i be
Preaching to the preacher
No lie i want u by my side
But i no longer need ya
Girl i might want ya
Iont need ya
Wit yo crazy ass
U took my heart
bitches to
"come to my hotel" to livin' in one
Man I ain't never backed down from shit
I got heart you know
The 40? Not an opening act
When it start to show
Whole lotta' money I been makin' moves
4 by 4 Jeep with the extended roof
Play with my crew and we breaking the news
Born back in April but I'm not
if all that I want
Is to die in your arms
I'd give you every beat of my heart
It's the little things that you do
That make me want you more
It's
like my first name
Kim, Kim, first name Kim
I don't give a fuck
Fuck about no bitch
Especially them, especially them
Baby, baby, what's the sitch
You
down the chimney
FaceTime wit some wine I'd you're feeling lonely
Hanging by the fire cuz it's so cozy
Gingerbread homes all made by hand
Decorate your
niggas ain't even on my level
I'ma let my little homies ride on you (take money)
Bitch made-ass Bad Boy bitches, feel it (hey, yo, yo, hold the fuck up,
niggas ain't even on my level
I'ma let my little homies ride on you (take money)
Bitch made-ass Bad Boy bitches, feel it (hey, yo, yo, hold the fuck up,
pops, I'm a bastard, ayy
You don't make sense, like saying rich backwards
Good kush, put it in the Backwoods
Good poles, run up it'll be no good, I
feeling strong enough or probably can roof niggas
Yeah, ya boy back in the booth nigga
I'm off the weed but I'm back on my juice nigga
I beat the case so
Kim be solo papi chulo
Wanna see me smile pop the Cristal
So I can get my drink on
And get skin deep on you creeps
Try-na do me by takin' me to a dinner
full of stab wounds
You in a trance, I'm back doin' my dance, ooh
But they're afraid I might get Sarah Palin by the hair
And make her wear a bathin'
you feel danger when you’re seeing me then
I accept the label of insanity
Listen up honey come closer to me
My heart beats like yours so similarly
I
gotta go
How you supposed to know about it?
I murder every beat I'm on
I got no control about it
I could make a million songs
Fa-La, la, la, la, la,
Ain’t shit cheap
Ain’t shit sweet
All my money straight
Yea I like my money neat
Hollow tips I’ll feed
And They comin by 3’s
Don’t nobody move
.jpg/217px-Kim_Carnes_with_Mike_MacDonald_(cropped).jpg "Kim Carnes")
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