Lyrics:
nightly like Spike Lee
Let me break it down
I been having a maid since the 8th grade with a fade
Rapping by the swings
And the bell never really rings
explanation at all,
before you say another nigga next up i should call
a maid down cause i messed up but gave you what you
needed even on them shopping sprees i
The old maid is waiting for leap year to come.
The crooner is just waiting to sing.
The old cow is standing by the old Bull Durim sign
just waiting
Maid
God damn, okay okay okay
D.E.A., D.O.A
I aim right at your shades, then let off that roach spray (brrr)
Y'all boys soft as crochet, I take off
any barmaid can be a star maid
If she dances with or without a fan
Hooray for Hollywood
Where you're terrific, if you're even good
Where anyone
any barmaid can be a star maid
If she dances with or without a fan
Hooray for Hollywood
Where you're terrific, if you're even good
Where anyone
any barmaid can be a star maid
If she dances with or without a fan
Hooray for Hollywood
Where you're terrific, if you're even good
Where anyone
any barmaid can be a star maid
If she dances with or without a fan
Hooray for Hollywood
Where you're terrific, if you're even good
Where anyone
gliding along
Like a maid in a heavenly dream
Oh I would not exchange my old home on the range
Where the deer and the antelope play
Where the seldom
born elite, with maids and servants at my feet
I must have been insane
I lied and said my mom died on a weekend trip to Spain
She never got out
No disrespect to you, I'm just enjoying me
Finally I'm free, all my dues paid
Them yellow diamonds got the charm like it's Minute Maid
And I'm
dick for 60 seconds and swallow all my Minute Maid
No lie, I'm gettin' paid and fuckin' bitches
The Feds on me, gotta switch plates
In the streets we
check her, wreck her, or just get paid
Cut to the house and freak my maid
You see, she dosen't speak english but we don't talk
I call her Lucy
my nigga
I am getting paid crib with the maid
It's all the same shit, different day
Keep hearing 'bout what these niggas doin'
But them niggas
of mud in my Minute Maid
Stay riding through the city with my twelve gauge
Hating ass niggas, get it any day
Got a house on the hill cost a couple
my nigga
I am getting paid crib with the maid
It's all the same shit, different day
Keep hearing 'bout what these niggas doin'
But them niggas
Maids pass gracefully in laughter
Wine colored flowers in their hair
Last call from lands I've never been to
I think that maybe I'm dreaming
Sun's flash
A boy found a dream upon a distant shore
A maid with a way of whisp'ring "si senor."
Each night while guitars would softly play,
The tune seemed
born elite, with maids and servants at my feet
I must have been insane
I lied and said my mom died on a weekend trip to Spain
She never got out
crib, word up, drinking the Maid
On the rizel my nizel, that nigga Jigga is the dizel
R. Kizel in the hotel swizel's chicks on the mizel's
[Chorus:
When I was a young man courting the girls
I played me a waiting game
If a maid refused me with tossing curls
I'd let the old Earth make a couple
ways
Sweet maids are one encaptured
You'll hear the best authorities declaring
Learn to croon
Ya da da dee da da da da
La da da da dee da da da
When I was a young man courting the girls
I played me a waiting game
If a maid refused me with tossing curls
I'd let the old Earth make a couple
to the crib
Off the tour bus
Spottin' my eyes, fireplace, big as us
It really don't matter
Who's first in the shower
Fruit platter from a young maid every
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