Lyrics:
I was born in November, eight day 1971st y'all,
nine o'clock in the mornin', a Christian girl in Kansas City gave birth y'all,
She taught the kid
I know a gal by the name of Mae Lou
She shook it so much she had the German flu
(chorus:)
No matter how she done it,
No matter how she done
up, Mr. Lover
Like Prince said you're a sexy motha well-a
I like 'em real wild, b-boy style by the mile
Smooth black skin with a smile
Bright
fancy address.
You came a long way from St. Louis, you broke a lot of hearts between,
I've seen a gang of gloomy guys who were doing all right till you
so long, had to get reacquainted with the neighbors
On the block all these cash we been rakin'
Way before the rap when I was writin' verses
We was
to the hills, pimpin', loungin' by the pool
And I love the way it feel, of course, I keep it real
Garcon, come here yo, I'm kinda parched
I want a big Blue
that we all know
We're the bait in a horror show
Yeah, we are all alone
In a horror show
Banish me and mine to outer space
I'd shoot them in a second
I know a gal by the name of Mae Lou
She shook it so much she had the German flu
(chorus:)
No matter how she done it,
No matter how she done
night, or at home by yourself
But for me, I'd rather watch the British women swimming team
Than sit in a pinkish limousine on my way to a flippin' "Cream"
lost ourselves in it all
Do you remember when it got cold? We rode the train all the way to Maine
You dared me to jump into the water and so I waited
then I gotta go, yeah
I ain't got time for hoes I'm out chasin' goals
I'm tryna make a hundred K either way it goes
Do it by myself or with all my bros
Hurt by the die hard bare back feelin'
They got shook like kids from a sinnin'
Dwellin' all in your system
Killin' ya slooow
A real jacked up way
big A.C. can make in million on the Vegas strip
Since 1976 we been infuenced by pimps
And y'all suckas, is lucky that Smooth can't walk
'cause a lot
illegal funds
Why this stripper, she didn't let me fuck? Still kept all the ones (damn)
Damn (damn), and I ain't no sucker
House by the lake with
scampi pasta
Son’d so many rappers its apparent that I foster
Zoidberg on my plate
Fries by the lobster
One eye open
Get snipped from the saucer
Y’all go
I'm a free man on the streets again
Chasin St.Ide's down with some Seagrams Gin
Life is like a dice game and I'm in to win
On the scene from the 41st
a free man on the streets again
Chasin' St. Ides down with some Seagrams Gin
Life is like a dice game and I'm into win
On the scene from the 41st side
gonna go when it bends
And all I know is what I'd give today to feel that way again, yeah
I made the most of no degree here selling cars
On the Westside
you playin' life
Wit a man who lives by the sword
And dies naturally against all karma and laws
What, speed on and get peed on
You wanna take
all the way around the fuckin' world
Black Frank Sinatra on yo' ass,
Q.B. Braveheart nigga...
[Verse 1]
Was classified as the bastard
you got a quiff like elvis
how can you sell this
escalade, st tropez
What escalade!?
i saw you drivin a Nissan Sunny down Peckham way.
'Caus your
Step by step I fell in love with you
And step by step it wasn't hard to do
Kiss by kiss and hand in hand
That's the way it all began
Soon we
to tell you
So you know what's crazy
I went to court the other day, the D.A. say she hate me
How you gon' hate me
When me and Lou just took twenty
want you
Right here by my side
By my side
You should try and love me
Come on baby yeah
We got this love on lock
I am real, don't you hear me?
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