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dressin
Ballin on you niggas I shoot a 3
I feel like Stephen
Out of my body this shit feel like I'm goin to heaven
Doing it by my lonely by self
Out my body

And I've come back to haunt you
Santa Maria draws the borderline
Somewhere in a low-lit parking lot, yeah
My Santa Maria cut open inside
By and by

wrongs
Or maybe lose the cross I bear
Just to be with you tonight
I wanna be there by your side
I know how it’s hard to let go
But it haunts me every day

hate me Just know I love you sis, and Shirley helped raise me

Tanya helped save me, Lisa really made me Grandma ain't capping lately, she say we her

this
And yuh have the nerve fi a laugh when me fling back di ring
Well alright, when me done wid you
Yuh haffu go beg me a ting, cause

outro: *Tanya

they go eat
They go spark shit 'bout me
Yeah, niggas all on my line talking about "they starving"
Nigga, we used to starve back then
Fucked up, we

loan this dog
Paid back by our mother sisters
And brothers now Jonas yo
Big Spanish while the numbers
Spanish hocus pocus bro it's all bogus
So are we

Im back and I'm better, maybe thats a lie though
Eyes higher than fire smoke, sense of that hydro
Momma told me never cry over the spilt coffee

these haters they need to move back
Stephen got his groove back
Some of y'all like who's that
When I got in the booth
I went by square route
Mathline that

trust in the dead
And those little tiny maggots crawling in your head
Crawl into me
Make my legs weak
Girl you know I
Love the way you haunt me
Dead pale

haze
Love me until the flavor fades away
And you can haunt me
Can't keep you, can't keep you close enough
Comfort breeds unease and then the threads they

of this is just me
Feel like my shadow haunts me
Plus I'm turning into a killer
I can feel it coming in
It's like they ain't gone be happy
Until I murder

She real classy but don't mind the back seat
All women got a little freak in them you ask me
We hit 3rd base just like Alex Rodriguez
Well let me bring

Smokin on gas get high like a pilot
Keep smokin on za cuz that shit get me higher
And my girl said she hate me she said imma liar
I'm back ina booth

stone
Like I'm Stephen Strange
But girl you are worth it
You deserve it
I'd go back in time
Just to make it all perfect
Before I was addicted
Before I

ooh
I made this beat bouncy as fuck
Like ooh
These pills got me drowsy as fuck,
Like wooh
Alright, hold on, lemme get it back
I pour up a deuce and it

I ain't gotta shoot no guns to keep it gangsta with ya
I ain't gotta move no drugs to keep it gangsta with ya
It's the same code I live by, same code

the back end
Keep it on me, never lacking
Imma do magic, make that boy fly like Aladdin
Fuck around and kill you while you napping
Getting guava, you know

to meet today
Bitches tryna analyze a player like they Stephen A.
I hate me a bitch who can't do shit without a camera out
I been pushing rap but my brother

I'm the
G-gnome from the projects
Only got you out of storage to
Ream holes in your cobwebs
King put you on the shelf
Chilled with Stephen for a minute

My cousin Trini told me I was a natural salesperson 
Sold my way in and I'm still selling these verses
So perfect all while dispersed amongst this

Off the Wall

Tha Alkaholiks

Likwidation

1997

Chorus: 
Get your back up off the wall 
And you can get it, get it, get it, get it 
(repeat 4X) 
Tash: 
I heard niggaz want to know who flips

yeah alright mmh yeah
sit back, relax
look at everything through your magnifying-glass

yeah alright mmh yeah
lay low, don't go
show me everything

What i miss the most
About you is your voice that haunts me like a ghost
Or maybe the way you kiss is
What i miss the most
Lah lah la la lah lah lah