Lyrics:
somethin'
Wine by the glass, your man a cheapskate, huh?
Niggas gotta move off my release day, huh?
Bitch, this is fame, not clout
I don't even know what
went speeding by
And left us in the dust
The car's on empty
It rattles in the rust
Whatever this is, is permanent
A red wine stain or a scar
Like
by one of his dreadlocks
And turn his fucking lifetime into a dead clock
I do like Mr. Dahmer and dip the bones of my victims in the
Acid from
The feeling of it
(Click boom)
Body down to the ground thats how I want it
(Click boom)
Now you've done it
(Click boom)
Can't outrun it
(Click boom)
By time you
Totally psychic open your mind quick as the vibe kicks word to my sidekick
Sex boi let's hoi jislaaik yo yo yo yo yo check out this hype flow
I go by
clothes
Always surrounded, by so many (HO!)
I'm a gigolo, always on the go
Everytime I turn around, I got another show
In the club, hit about three in
(3rdEye on the bells)
Yeah
Dear Santa, let me start by saying Merry Christmas
I want a real nigga, so I put 'em on my wish list
Free all my
boss should've told him I ain't sorry
(Fuck) 3am everybody
Pull up with the, in the lobby
Luma luma, big bodies
I replace him with his boss should've
the same show.
Maybe what you'll find somewhere over the rainbow.
Courage, heart, brain, you need rhyme.
Turn on your mic; snap your fingers three times.
accordion
And you think I'm past up that quick fast dust
let me mask up
That ain't a fast truck
Get yo ass stuffed
[CHORUS]
[VERSE 3]
I spit words
connection he got reason to gun me
I know he took the money
Even if I probably wrong
Turn down the volume
Shoot him on plastic to lay his body on
Fuckin marcon
hard to hold my head and stay focused my goal
But the life a nigga living got me stomping my toes
By testing my soul losing will make my heart turn cold
her a ton of favors body-wise. She stops and looks down at me. And her head is blasted from behind by the dome light, so I can't really see her face,
And fly freely don't blame me
I just wanna stop sun to rise
When your body turns me crazy
I just wanna look in your eyes
So deep in your eyes
Night's dark
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
never cooks
no time write my book
and in the end I ain’t got nothin’ at all
Time Waits For No One
a year goes by in the wink of an eye
Time Waits For No
Shoot it
That gun not on safety
The way you twist and turn
You know I got all this money to burn
I take charge
You fine
I confirm
You wanna one
Two
Three
By the law we dont obide
We take em all for a Ride
Dont wana see nobody
Dont wana be nobody
She finna move dat body
Baby where you get dat body
Oooh
That much more turns to dust
The promise of a golden future
How many times did they break your heart
With nothing in return
Now we work the land
Piece by piece, stone by stone
What is beyond, what is below?
Beat by beat, step by step
What is beyond, what is below?
My body will be returned
I love the way your body's moving when its grindin on me.
We got the drinks by the dozen and nobody's coming.
I don't care all I want is your lovin
manifesting by taking a human birth. ct this time.
I have taken a birth into a body and that body has with it a personality.
I've taken a birth into
the gracious God worthy of all our praise
We will return to dust but no worries he'll raise
All of his people up from that evil place, let's get it!
Let's look
strobe lights lie
We 'bout to have a party (turn the music up)
Let's get it started (go 'head and shake your butt)
I'm lookin' fo' a girl with a body
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