Lyrics:
I met this blond girl that was half my age
Grabbed her by the arm when I walked off stage
She was so pretty she just couldn't be a whore
She
roll with the boy and you know why
She likes to burn it, I like to burn it
Go to your radio station ya can hear me
Pretty girl in my section come near me
gaze in a dusty light
And the wind, it blows; it is hot and dry
In my ears and nose like a desert night
I keep looking back, I keep looking back
All
just a battle rapper
A wannabe celebrity
You think you so hot but you're not like me
Separate the elite from the weak
Yous a certified scrub I'm
lets go
Styles like my temperture, high and hot diminish ya, yo
Yo I pre ambulate, walk thru ya perimeter
Styles of mine drivin hardcore, more like
not miss
Cop on the block in a hot Suburban
Better yet Excursion
Cribbing us some birds but I'm
Serving in the urban my type
The iceberg version
a racing
I'm a trend setter
What I do no one could do it better
Light as a feather
Hot as a pepper
Writing love letters
Got your Eargasm wetter
Than Haitian
my mind freeze and contract
I'm strapped for final combat
Tap via satellite, we picking up a signal Don't be surprised by glowing lights in the sky
signs
vamonos!
time to roll
blinded by that pile of dough
Wu Tang said it a while ago
it's everything around me
hot and cold
caught em at the borderline
Cause we like it hot, we like ice cream a lot
We don't even mind some light summer rain
In Australia we don't think we miss much
Cause it doesn't snow
like lovers everyone forgot
I tremble when she passes by.
Lord make her mine or let me die
She looked at me.
Her eyes! Her eyes!
They drew me in.
Her
hard timing
All fade away when we turn out the lights
Taking what life brings, enjoying the finer things
We’re living in luxury tonight
Dinner is by
It's too cold by the window
And too hot by the fire
The porch light is burnt out
And the sky looks tired
It's all wrong while your gone
the hot blood flowing
Excitement and thrills
Will put off the ills
Radical frills
Docility pills
New wave, splash in the pan
Real music by dildo dan
Controlled by a few too many
Who think I sold my soul for a pretty penny
If only you knew the truth behind
The view you hold so dearly
It's only a matter
in lust
Better listen to the lessons
Bright lights big city
Broad minds
Bored pretty easily
Busted just for justice sake
They can't control
little things in your ear
Tell you all the little things
That you love and deserve to hear
I must admit
I'm always looking in your pretty eyes
Telling
don't mean to brag but Rocking with me is a blessing thoe
Cause Ima be the light
Ima do them things you like
Ima eat it, Ima treat it, Ima beat it right
Fell off a cloud into the fake smiles
Need something from me whats your squarecash or paypal
I dont work for free and
Pretty soon ima tax it
So im
My heart skip when you switch lanes
We playing kid games and
Give eachother nicknames
It's like 11 boy, it's getting pretty late
Had to get off the 95
dimes
Benz turtle van
She just caught my eye
And walked by
Enter thru kitchens man
We gotta escape the long lines
I bought a zippy zip
We ordering drinks
It's always him but it's never me
When you talk to him
your eyes light up like stars in a night sky
But when you talk to me
they're far away, like you'd
the females
I don’t have time to wait
I haven’t seen my gold Rollie in 2 years
Backstage bottles with tequila few beers
Coors Light I’m a real one
Look like she
curves, stop play nervous, give me little hug, while we sit here an snuggle
the breeze light cool, Im an inside dude, a place by the fire, relax when i'm
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