Lyrics:
you're my Jamaican queen, I want you on my team
I need you by my side, I know you're down to ride
I love your sexy Legs your shea butter skin
That's
All's I need is just a little time to get it right
All's I need is just a little time to get it right
All's I need is just a little time to get it
Walking 'round town in a place I've never been
In deep, deep Manhattan
I recall it all, your dress and how it falls
You rollin' in deep satin
thumb, but I won't
I see him raise his brow in the jukebox light
Shakes his head as the names go by
Says, "You know there's a reason God created Spotify,"
Kingdom Come! Bertie:
By all my sainted aunt believes!
By George!
By Jove
All By Jeeves!
When we're faced with the grind
Of exerting the mind
We're
time for you all to give New York is shit back, no doubts
New York City, I’ve been to Brooklyn, Queens and Staten, Bronx
To the top of Manhattan
size
You can't fuck with me but yet you're still sleeping how your dreams lie
This year my stocking's going up like some knee highs
All I hear is shut
right
I feel so high
I come alive
I need to be free with you tonight
I need your love
I need your love
All the years
All the times
You
But Texas where my heart is
I'm a triple D Sargent
My dawgs don't be barkin'
They just need a target
Choppa by this armpit and that
Bitch left him
Bitch I can't stop all I know is keep hustling
Don't do no bluffing
Not with the fronting
I need a money machine not for nothing
No conversation
I just
nervous
I’ll take a double shot, need some liquid courage
This could be my chance, cause I know you’re worth it
It’s been so long, since I spit game
When I
this moment like Phil Collins
For all my life I've been trifer than trife
Hyper than hype, I'm fightin' to fight
It's like, tonight is the night
'Cause I got soul and I won't quit
And your dad don't like it when I talk my shit
'Cause I'm all about it baby
I'm all about it baby
Staying up late
gone, it's not like I need see
You act like I can't blow if you don't row wit' me
fuck you G, I did this whole thing by myself
and if not me, tell me who
from here?
No, ah.. which one is it?
(burp) excuse me. It's the one by the airport... you know... cause we gotta get up early an'.. fly outta here in
, can ya hear me?
If I happen on some action just by makin' one transaction
While I whoop your ass in madden, would ya fear me?
And if I climbed up all
And I'll run with the flock
Run to the mirror
And run by the clock
And I'm making a check list
That nobody out there can read
But after all these years
you can catch me in New York i got the mask on in Manhattan
i’ve been tryna get that paper like i got a job in scranton
they hear PEAKEO climbing
love is the law that we live by
Day by day I wonder why my shorty had to die
I reminice over my ghetto princess everyday
Give it up for my shorty
Nine to fives, rather die
All my life I've been tried, by my monsters and imposters
In my mind they wander never conquer
But they bother they so bold
a left swipe across yo face like we on tinder
See, Murdock starts a moth a fuckin inferno
I've walked through flames to get here by now it don't even burn
I know
She know that I hate the road
But its also all I know so she don't judge me
Just love me even when I feel disgusting
Fuk ugly she will find
is all overseen by my man will
As I walk through the valley shadow of death
I know that I ain't got much time left
And they don't really wanna see
the rain
Troubles gon come, pray we make it pass them if a nigga threaten mine know I'm gon blast him
Family come first need me a jasmine, riding on that
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