Lyrics:
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
Good morning
Artist name
Tim Foil
Album title
Death By Misadventure
Song title
FOREVER
APPROVE
REJECT
PUNCTUATION AT END OF LINES
NUMERICAL
a Miller I guess that we doing some "Swimming"
Now that I caught your attention I guess we be getting right down to the business
Motivated by the numbers but
as before
Raptor world (Aye)
Im killing the feeling of silence and witness
Just open the door (Yuh)
Keep striving for more
Calling to me ya, quieren mi
feel welcome to attend the ball
So, from one Cinderella to another
I set the albums and tickets I bought over the years down
To answer the door, greet
getting bodied as a rapper by a white fuck
And I know that is a shame, you got no game, you is lame, yeah go retire
Yea who knocking at my door?
I'm gonna
always what it seems
We dropped "Super Tight" a album full of killer flows
But then we got caught up with the drugs and the hoes
We didn't realize what
sometimes the other side ain't always what it seems
We dropped "Super Tight" a album full of killer flows
But then we got caught up with the drugs
Heaven, is there a chance that you could come down
And open doors to hurting people like me
People like me
Is it fair to say that I am stressing out
Heaven, is there a chance that you could come down
And open doors to hurtin' people like me
People like me, people like me
People like me, people
Yeah
I'm just sayin' that, yeah
I just
Yeah, yeah
I take my licks in the storm-
That storm headed, them doors severed
Fly around the chicken,
chillin i'm,
bout to fall up in the club we just killin time
dro blowin on patrone with it in a lime
6-4 to the front door with top down
hit the switches
when they see me
They get all shook up when my mic's hooked up
Let's get it on!
[chorus]x2
Untouchables at your door
(Let's get it on)
All
calling that the broke code
Pull up McLaren, I forgot to keep the door closed
Nigga know I'm rich, Ian fucking on a dork hoe
Know I stay with the cash, I
box chevy doors
It's just me and you
Yo momma and yo cousin too
Riding down some numba o fours
Vallejo niggas slamming box chevy doors
Smoking all this
But I'm due for luck she won't be creaped
By the end of this song in her mind in my arms she leaps
Now if that is just not the case highlight my ass
I am so excited to embark on this journey with you
I hope it to be a lifelong one for us, but let's start with this first album and go from there
Inorganic beings y’all bouta be frightened
So this is my last album in the 3rd dimension
Cause I’ll be taken away by the ascension
Hey maybe I’ll still make
I remember the photo we took
Cause you taped it in your old scrapbook
It was August down by the brook
We drank the liquor from our parents that we
are open , I hear you calling me
I hear you calling me..
I hear you calling me..
Ohh......
From the album "Gravity's Rainbow"
Written by: N.
to be humble
When I do the breaststroke through an underground tunnel
And come up on the other side in a Jacuzzi
Being greeted by two naked models with
ration
Its bad health and industrial sadness
Never helped by tofu franks or sadistic maggots
This addiction is more random
I walk door to door Mormon
are at the store and she gets Stopped by the door
Imma open it so she can walk in first and Before
What if you produce a baby with your
Beautiful bride
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
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