Lyrics:
Niggas is dead, dead I tell you, can't be serious
What you think is gonna happen
With three of the illest niggas together
Street music and so fourth
Today
I found a feeling
I thought I lost
A long time ago
Today
He's got me reeling
From the meeting
Of our souls
La la la la, lala la la la, lala
my mind
And I'm tryin' to lock it away, but it's comin' back everytime
And I can feel it gettin' stronger, hopin' I live no longer
Choking myself
Ooh, in a dream you're here, next to me
I'm makin' your every fantasy come true, in my dreams
I'm with you
Ooh, in a dream you're here, next to me
Can you answer me?
No more time for questioning
My car's outside I want to leave
Don't you think I'm interesting
Well, I'm listening.
Tastes so fucking good
Tastes so fucking good
Tastes so fucking good
Tastes so fucking good
Hey, I used to be the one but now I number two
I
Crush linen, ice, women
Stems, pimps, bubble Benzes
Seringes, Cartier lens'es
I'm not in the game, I'm in the business
I live for the rush, I
This is the story of Betty and Sue
Two women left their husbands... For each other
(One, two, three and... *laugh*)
I was watching opera yesterday
I'm from the ninth ward
(Been there since the day I was born)
From the ninth ward
(Got us coming up like a storm)
From the ninth ward
(Niggas better
We are lovers true and through and though
We made it through the storm
I really want you to realize
I really want to put you on
I've been
Life is bigger, it's bigger than you
And you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh, no, I've said too much
I set
I am a calendar girl
I am a
I am a
I am a calendar girl
I am a
I am a
I am a calendar girl
Can't you see
I am a calendar girl
It's only
I'm a road man, a load man, eighteen wheels and a serious plan
Ain't nothin' gonna go gettin' outta hand while I'm behind the wheel
I'm on fire,
I'm walking alone again with my headphones on again
I don't want this anymore, to hit the streets without a chord
Now this city is my song where I
I'm here to finally take the truth out of the shadows
I couldn't care less about you or anyone at all
I swear to God you've never met someone so
Read it in the paper
Nothing comes free
I don't need nobody
Praying for me
Only ever tell you
What they want you to know
Why don't you do it
I held my tongue too many times
Even though I should have spoke my mind
And I have nothing nice to say
So I won't say anything at all
And now
{sirens}
Chorus:2x
Hoes off
Hoes on, street flooded
Hoes off
We done, left ya hood leaded
Hoes off
Hoes on, street flooded
Hoes off
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Pain is sexual
And I'm horny, I'm horny, horny
I jump in the mosh pit, but I'm alone
Between four trees I get it on
My brain is hemorrhaging,
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 6, 6
Here comes the voodoo what'cha gone do when my crew
Back from the dead once more again
Fuckin' up the flow again, fuck it here
"We want, information, information, information
Who are you?
The new number 2
Who is number 1
You are number 6
I am not a number I am a free
I see us in the park
Strolling the summer days of imaginings in my head
And words from our hearts
Told only to the wind felt even without being
I'm sick of all this fooling around
And I haven't had much to do
It's nothing to worry about
Just a borderline case of manic depression
I follow
I follow the sun down
Until it hits me
And I'll bring it back now
For all you to see...
Now!
We've been crucified
Just to cover a lie
That
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