Lyrics:
like queen killer, rhapsody bohemian queen
But queen like white glove wave hand
And not wave hand like it's a heat wave
So you make a fan by waving
a rock in my shoe
And if I tried baby, would you mess me 'round?
Would we both get bored by the simple sound
Sorry about dropping that lude
It just
give me a chance and I'm on
This very minute goes by
While you listen to this rhyme
And how you figured you would climb
The charts to stardom but your
you tried the Triple OG
(Bitch) what was you thinking?
I give the coke to your crew
The butter's crazy
Fallopian tube, just cut it baby
Gordo butterfly
the remote
You can choose
Whatever you want
It's only you I'm watching
You be oh so
Tickled by the tube
I be ceiling fanning
Over you
This the type all-nighter
what I got, moving by the pound
Stacking bricks these kilos weigh me down
Like I was swimming in the money
Now when you see me you know why I been so
models
Bitches in the tube in oil and lube
It's the D-51 with aluminum tubes
We got five main nozzles in the front and the back
Driven by
my vocal scream
For hip-hop, look at my Ziploc bag full of goodies
You Chris Rock
Hit the pookie and pit stops
Since tube socks, baby, you a hell
I am enamored by your love
I'm an animal
Enamored by you
Who am I to deny your light
On your light I rely
You're the love by which I'm defined (I'm
Cut the music up please
Yeah, I should never leave hip-hop
Controlled by my two hands they go tick-tock
Around the clock, yes it's my time, my
or choose
how ever it go we ain't finna lose
ima just rock my LIL fellow I keep heavy metal
I pop it like Inner-tube
You know we stuck in the ghetto bitch
K-Dot, pick up the phone, nigga
Every time I call, it's going to voicemail
Don't tell me they got you on some weirdo rap shit, nigga
No socks
fresh get your roof popped
I’m next that’s whose spot on
Necks and tube socks
No top when I roll nigga (you already)
Crib down payment when I throw it
want a bite of this, everything is cool
You heard what I would do, and the Triple 6 whole fuckin crew
Nigga, live by your rep but I ain't takin shit
and roll all night
But now my hair's turning gray.
I have to get to bed by nine,
Rub on a tube of Ben-Gay.
Haven't picked up my guitar for a while,
Not
and mine, that's why you drowsy. This feeling crept up on me. fuck all the chatter. fuck the latter (ladder) uh. Still climbing up the hierarchy. Two Kings by
Life is great
Feel the weight of the interlude
Pressure building up
Compressor fills the inner tube
I am so sick of views
All of these business moves
Thought you'd built me a nest more like a test tube
Why really I wish I'd never met you forget you
Achoo, turned allergic to bullshit that lurk in my past
to
It's controlled by Roger and it's right here in this tube
I can make you dance if you want me to
Now I can set you free from your trouble double time,
to
It's controlled by roger and it's right here in this tube
I can make you dance if you want me to
Now I can set you free from your trouble double time,
got it but you do not
Bout to get a bag, need to tie it up in two knots
See me pulling up, I'm getting high up like a tube sock
Tube sock, two rocks,
revolution
United by a dollar sign
Divided by a decimal
Inner revelation
Outer revolution
They say
Don't bite the hand that feeds you
What about
When it has
getting hard to sleep in that old bed
I'll never forget and a damn word you said
You said it's over we're done we're finished go on and get out
I'll get out
it fit)
Big dick make you do the splits
Tube steak pressure make your pussy wet (Tube steak pressure make the pussy wet)
Drippin' down my lap
Suspicion
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