Lyrics:
in my soda, V12 on the motor
Bad bitches on my sofa, i'm so far gone yuh
Drowsy in the club will somebody call the chauffeur
Surrounded by these
to be the antidote
Call me Silk Swade mad scientist
At home you niggas really shouldn't try this
You shouldn't let Silk Swade synthesize this
Wordplay is
leaving my lips
Just know that the words are a promise
Pretty geeked up
Molly stay on me
We just keepin a tempo
If we fuck once and we never talk again
Call
feeling like P.Diddy
Glock 9 in my silk shirt, nigga, no Pac and no Biggie
No reply when you call Lord, mama cry 'til her throat soar
Liechtenstein when I
body on tilt
Take me for 2 G's
Even though we not married
I make love to you
You can call me Larry
Call me anything
Don't trap me with the ring
[foul mouthed girl yelling at Bill on the phone]
[Bushwick Bill]
You can't make a silk purse out of a sow's ear
Gotta start with the right
herb.
Built by the best to bust swerves, like a sharp curve.
Fifty percent on wax, no matter of fact.
Every nine out of ten rap acts produce a wack
something to ya
You like when a man call you baby boo?
Tell me what you like to do
Tell me where you wanna go
Where you never been before dream on ya
Put
Probably never even saw it comin', too busy bulls***tin'
Caught him with his mouth runnin' ain't this a b****
They got me twisted in this game
The feds
himself
Wouldn't have needed to worry
If his hands were tied by me
There's no neurosis that this
Doctor can't diagnose
I'll find the monster
Probably never even saw it comin', too busy bullshittin'
Caught him with his mouth runnin' ain't this a bitch
They got me twisted in this game
The feds
bats and eerie serpents
Whose eyes were tinted green
That letter was addressed to me
So as I opened it, I froze
What I read turned my complexion
entranced by her caresses
The tactile softness of her touch is how she expresses
Freeing me from worries and stresses
Her clothes brush over silk as she
Rings and things and buttons and bows
Don't bury me in this prairie
Take me where the cement grows
Let's move down to some big town
Where they love
she gave away my pussy I'ma kill her
John john phenom-enon, in japan they call me ichiban
Wu-tang clan, number won!
In the whole nine, I hold mine
men in all black and we kill shit like funerals
When I attack aint no telling what I'll do to you
Dat bitch is so old to me but she new to you
We call
some call me animal
Tell me how you figure though?
Put 'em in a nip, in the days of a criminal
All in the days of a criminal
All in the days
zipper
Get her digits and I split her like it's different opinions
I love it when she call me Big Poppa
You keep riding how you ridin' you'll be be
Madonna supports one
I'm ozone friendly and biodegradable
But I really need my air conditioner
I'm a new age yuppie so you don't have to call me hero
I
Is that Tip12lve?
Everyday I wake up gotta walk by faith
Can't get off her and she can't get off of me
I get blessed everyday need congratulations
down and out
Now once you're established and got a lot of money
Everybody wanna be your buddy and honey
Like tall buildings they call skyscrapers
cuties with booties in Dapper Dan silk pajamas
Livin' the dream, open up your eyelids
Me and Flacko on a island with a few bad bitches
How my cousin
the shook ones, the pawns the rook
And how the lines would look
If I'm hooked to a polygraph test
Call me papi, the best
The answer to the solution
that's what I like
That's what I like sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that's what I like
That's what I like
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