Lyrics:
and
Close your eyes and hit the switch
We're going to a place where everybody kick it
Kick it, kick it, yeah, that's the ticket
Ain't no bloodin', ain't no
come by
I choose all this hard to come by
You can come by, baby come by
Tell them come by for it run dry
We don't need no scale, we just squint that one
balm is a thing of another life
Yeah, we'll be fine. Gotta pay expenses by
Having all our dignity, in terms of money hidden in plain sight
Traffic's not
the Remi's in the system, ain't no tellin'
Will I fuck 'em will I diss 'em, that's what they be yellin'
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all be chasin',
the Remi's in the system, ain't no tellin'
Will I fuck 'em will I diss 'em, that's what they be yellin'
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all be chasin',
the Remi's in the system, ain't no tellin'
Will I fuck 'em will I diss 'em, that's what they be yellin'
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all be chasin',
kick it
Kick it, kick it, yeah, that's the ticket
Ain't no bloodin', ain't no crippin'
Ain't no fools in the party set trippin'
Everybody got a stack
kick it
Kick it, kick it, yeah, that's the ticket
Ain't no bloodin', ain't no crippin'
Ain't no fools in the party set trippin'
Everybody got a stack
Hi there (hi, are you talking to me? What is that?)
You probably don't remember me, right? (No, I don't remember you)
Ah-ha, but I remember you
Hi there (hi, are you talking to me? What is that?)
You probably don't remember me, right? (No, I don't remember you)
Ah-ha, but I remember you
funk.
The wind is caught in my leaves
Dead By apathy,
I gave up everything, little by little I lost all the languages
But no, I still have the movement
waves
Tap down those boots while I beat around
Funk me downtown
I lay around
Touch myself to pass the time tcuch myself
I feel down, I wish you were mine
funk that can never be faded!
So you can tell by the way I funk my funk
No time for fakes, and no time for punks
Son rolls a thick one, brothers say
Look like Janet Jackson
That bitch came over lookin'
More like Freddie Jackson
Nah, nah, nah, baby
Won't be no time for no action
I'm just gon' play this
brother
Could he be judged by the system that is scared of me and others?
I believe no, so I don't go, with the flow
Even though I'm bout to roll with
oh yeah
There ain't nothing like them nights in Harlem
They really shake the funk up there
Tonight I'm gonna stomp in Harlem
And I'm gonna take
funk I be kickin up in em
And then I'ma give em a lick of my lyrical lollypop, I'm gonna bring em into my doctrine
Rock, then the rhythm'll makin
caught in my leaves
Dead By apathy,
I gave up everything, little by little I lost all the languages
But no, I still have the movement of the slow funk
In
caught in my leaves
Dead By apathy,
I gave up everything, little by little I lost all the languages
But no, I still have the movement of the slow funk
In
caught in my leaves
Dead By apathy,
I gave up everything, little by little I lost all the languages
But no, I still have the movement of the slow funk
In
caught in my leaves
Dead By apathy,
I gave up everything, little by little I lost all the languages
But no, I still have the movement of the slow funk
In
caught in my leaves
Dead By apathy,
I gave up everything, little by little I lost all the languages
But no, I still have the movement of the slow funk
In
N***as come on come on its a vibe
They got it lit in the city that aint no jive
Its live live its all the way live
Don't even have to walk cause
(Süleyman) The Magnificent
(Süleyman) No one more omnificent
Most every day ya catch me fuckin' around
Yet the Magnificent could never find out
Funk that funky
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