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Come take a dip girl 
Down in Dulac
Bayou water, muddy feet
Girl I like that
I got an appetite
You gon' find out later
I'ma eat ya toes
Call me

know, color of life
Of pride, of happiness of that kind
Of the muddy grass beneath the sky
The color of money I want in my pocket... alright
Or blue

the socket
Finna take off just like a rocket
I'm a cold nigga but I'm still the hottest
I'm a hot boy but I'm cold hearted
Out the muddy water where I first

goes
They go to where it glows
While playing with the water hose
We're on the fifth album
Getting all that calcium
While hanging out with my old boy

I got robbed
It was all about that bottom dollar
Felt blues Like muddy waters
And I tell ya man oh what a bother
Had to really think about whose

the muddy water is clear,
have in your heart my dear,
they intaince with temptation,
but you feel no redemption,
there is a way to salvation,
oh have no

left espy
And to the left, three yards beyond
You see a little muddy pond
Of water  never dry
Though but of compass small, and bare
To thirsty suns

got problems on problems and bottles don’t solve em I really got nothing to lose
Coping by smoking and smoking the dope
And just hoping the rope don’t

Guided by the strange birds with blue feathers
Sometimes depression visits and that's when I use my wrist as a canvas
And let these powerful emotions flow

to the races
My body is not a haven
To well wishes or patience
Agent of chaos
Roses in muddy water vases
Yet the flowers still in bloom
The proof is still

We running them down, now he gotta spray
I run it up by the mile, I get in my bag, and I stay out the way
Sipping that muddy blue
Nigga, the fuck is

Room, in the ass I hear, while

I was locked outside with Paula by a mischievous Patty, and my Then girlfriend Prissy was at
Work as a waitress at IHOP

Forgiatoes rims turn slow when I drive by
On a private jet no wheels umma die fly
Watch the paint job get that's a mai tai
In the 45 going 10 on that zi zi

Betty Boop was Ester Jones
Hound Dog, very tricky
And we ain't touched on Little Ricky
Beach boys surfed on Chuck B
Water real muddy like Led Z uh
Not

By the bus stop, mumbling low - nobody looked or cared   
His face the color of muddy rivers, hungry too I guess
He turned away and lost himself in

the room, I just keep shining
I got whites, now I'm thinking about blue diamonds

Got the Rollie Patek, it's my new timing
They may offer the deal, I ain't

I apologize for marching my muddy waters feet
on your pasty pat boone carpet, but my steps have been
made dusty from dancing in the dirt of the Delta

the one people have for you
Take care of yourself
Putting other people first is a good trait
But when you forget about yourself
You start feeling bad

Carefull where you tred
Im baked
Don't load the led
Loose that trait

Hope you don't relate to the pain as much

cs its decking on my brain in such ways

Its

Get This Money

R. Kelly

The Best of Both Worlds [Clean]

2002

told ya
Blue rocks lightin up my shoulders (bling!)
See why'all niggaz know why'all need to grow up
Your album ain't out, cause I'm the hold up (ha)

ain't hard to search
Why make yourself feel superior
By devaluating someone else's truth
Her fake butt or her makeup
May cover up, but still a bad ass

like
Strange Fruit with meaning in
I want to hear the wolf
Howling and the waters muddy
I want it to dance
Want it to make me cry but also funny
I'm

My guitar swum, in the muddy waters
drank beers, made of brown sugar
swung by the neck, and been through the fire
(pause) not too bad, for 6 pieces

predominant gut feeling is currently regret 
Maybe it was the tollhouse in the brownie batter 
Or by chance the biscuits and gravy's scented counter 
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