Lyrics:
the feelings too
Stuck in highs from green its true
I'd comedown with a reason to
Feel the spark like a Pikachu
Jodeci I be freakin you
Said that your ki is
Wish that I had her by my side livin' in a California redwood
I remember that my dear old mama she took me aside and said son
I know you've got
to God bless you like achoo
Police find you in the bayou with your friends by you
With your shit knocked loose
Nigga that's what you'll get like Ken
You know Kathie Lee, you are a very special woman
I don't mean special in a Mary Tyler-Moore way
Or an extra-value meal at Happy Burger way
No, I
it
Don't get no better than this, you catch my drift
You get stripped by ballhandlers ruled by swackhammer
Danger, you're dealin' with official
by me
Will you stand by me
Will you stand by me
Real shit
Will you stand by me
Stand by me
Will you fall with me
Wonder what's wrong with me
All this
be without you
[ Mary Lou ]
Darling I missed you so...
[ Bill ]
Why you're leading me down those same green summer lanes
That we so often walked
you'll find
Who's goin' home with you tonight?
I changed all the credit cards
And switched the lock to all my doors
You thought my heart would be
you'll find
Who's goin' home with you tonight?
I changed all the credit cards
And switched the lock to all my doors
You thought my heart would be
to the E. Bola
Manifest brain tumors through the phone as you roam in your Motorolas
[J-Treds]
All hail, J and El the fan drives, we got
clown, don't talk to me
Like that, looking stupid of course.
Living day by day and you ain't hard.
Trick, hell you say?
It's such a blessing when my
talk us up
If you ain't running shit you can't even walk with us
Still I'm chill, blunt wider than a coffee cup
You know it's B.o, I do this for
from this planet I came down from Mars
Wait ’till you listen to J.A.W.S.
I got a whole lotta time ‘for I peak
Spike in my money I’m leaving ‘em spiteful
She give brain like she in a academy
I'm really getting that shit, nigga actually
Akimbo glocks, Mary Kate, Ashley
Used to be gang but they end up
Fishbowl they looking
You can tell by my eyes that I'm zooted
Whole car polluted
Booted never booling
Fooling with them niggas straight up out the country
Yeah man
I done been through a couple of those
I don't know it just seem like every time its the same shit with different women, you know
I see
But
stand to be with out you
Alone in my room still
I'm way to smooth to LL Cool J
But I could be your method maam
And take you higher
Like Mary J can
Slow
hugged, but not enough to shoot
We baggin' up trouble at the W, what's up with you? We huntin' too (ah)
Still plottin' and schemin', on the cot,
As a understudy, study til you can't be overlooked
(Fuck what a chemist) Fuck what a Chemist Cook unless I am the cook
I always been a crook, now by bass got
fuck with ya ho
By the time you start to shine boy I'll be ready to glow
So lets go I don't need to sensor my shit anymore
I got the shit under
So I take what I want, while I'm chiefin' the J
Huh, while I'm chiefin' the J
Be careful out here in them streets where you play
Be careful out here
I knew I was the best
Nigga
My soul fresh
Similar to soles that
Come with a Nike check
Classic tennis anytime I'm spitting
I be demanding attention
I
the crack in the jar and he shook right
And im the nigga standin over the stove
Wit a good price wit a b? ride bitch
Drive bricks an book flights
Good by bad
one of em shitted
If you tryna be a witness stray bullets you getting
You hoes are monstrosities never are you topping me
Copycat hoe see you need
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