Lyrics:
(Yeah)
Drink lean by the six pack (Wock)
Need my name where the blimp at (Alright)
Got 'em drunk, where my limp at? (True)
Showtime by the goal line
trash
Bitches say I'm stuck up
I don't give a damn, you got me fucked up
Bitch can get past me cause she lucked up
Let her have a baby by Wop, she lucked
too many years
A myth perseveres
The scars and the souvenirs
Defined by your skin
Forget we share kin
We're torn apart
It feels as though
on European soil;
Cruise missiles greatly increase the danger of that happening.
Designed to avoid radar detection by skimming the earth's surface,
Cruise
past 5
I can't let these nights pass me by
He said There's a ghost in my mind
Am I the ghost by your side
Cause you see right through me
Yeah you
(Cracks on its surface made it clear that there's warm water bubbling up from within)
(Cracks on its surface made it clear that there's warm water
Gang, gang, gang, bang, bang, bang
gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
(Great John on the beat by the way)
Look, look
Turn up,
Give me police protection
Gonna buy a gun so I can look after number one
Give me a bodyguard
A black belt judo expert
With a machine gun
Gonna buy
I wanna be your bodyguard
Girl I no fit loose guard you
I just want you by my side
All day yeah
Your love they high pass ogogoro o
The thing you do me
Our grandparents came here invited
By our majesty
Tragically just to be treated like savages
No Blacks, No Irish and of course no dogs
And if it ain't'
remember
It had all been manifested
Since Jamie Thompson was my bodyguard at age 7
Solos before the whole grade
The age already picking what you're gonna do
the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You see, I'm six foot one, and I'm
trees, and the pillows out of rocks and stone.
They got rattlesnakes for bodyguards, wild cats to watch over ‘em all night long.
I'm going back to old
Give me police protection
Gonna buy a gun so I can look after number one
Give me a bodyguard
A black belt judo expert
With a machine gun
Gonna buy
Give me police protection
Gonna buy a gun so I can look after number one
Give me a bodyguard
A black belt judo expert
With a machine gun
Gonna buy
get me wrong, got four albums, stay consistent
You got a bodyguard, I let my nigga tote the biscuit
Twist ya cap back, you got blood off on ya fur hat
gators that's necessary
Accessories, my closet's a "Pet Sematary"
I get approached by animal activists
I live in a zoo
I run scandals with savages
All
gone surface
Thirty go by and old money get spent
Thirty go by and you paying they rent
Thirty go by and they watching ya
I need a thirty for thirty
smile, that's right, you're a star!" (star)
You call 'em bodyguards but I call 'em my friends
I guess I'm used to havin' 'em around
And cameras, by
baton charge
That stops you taking the city
The ghetto prince of gutter poets
Was bounced out of the room (Jean Arthur Rimbaud)
By the bodyguards
baton charge
That stops you taking the city
The ghetto prince of gutter poets
Was bounced out of the room (Jean Arthur Rimbaud)
By the bodyguards
to Houston
To a hotel downtown
Followed you down the corridor
But you never turned around
But one of your big old bodyguards
Suggested that I leave
He didn't
Loving the way your hands fit up into mine
Can't get enough of you when you are by my side
I'm hypnotised oh, it's paradise when I'm with you
and evergreens
You're part of my surface anatomy
You're part of my surface anatomy
Damned if we do or don't
Humming the words I wrote
Met by a stagnant dawn
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