Lyrics:
to stain (grraow)
Told a bad bitch, "Don't speak" (woo)
Left a waterfall on the sheets (hey)
Paintings on the wall, Mona Lisa (Mona)
Switch my ho by
the city looking
Back, you can actually
Pinpoint this transition, the very moment
Meek realized he could do this
Forever: he marked it
By cutting his hair
nigga my mind confused
Abused by the truth sold him a fucked up sack
Got him naked on the roof
Lord knows I wanna let loose
Real bad blood pressure
about to get the Prezi
I need a bitch that's tryna ball like Lisa Leslie
Hundred thousand on my neck nigga can't you tell
If you want to be my bitch you
burger. Cocaina, booger sugar, collard flowers I can twerk it. Claiming you c boss I serve your boss I know you really a worker. Stab you in your bag
Head in the clouds, head by the stars, head with the gods
Walking by faith but I feel where you are
Please come correct I can tell you a fraud, uh
Keep
whe skinny Or dem curvy
Nuttin under age Everyting whe ova thirty
But ah coulda wha do Charlie
Bout him prefer Paul with Harvey
If you lookin thirsty
infinity goes up on trial
Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while
But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues
You can tell by the way she
blues
You can tell by the way she smiles
See the primitive wallflower freeze
When the jelly-faced women all sneeze
Hear the one with the mustache say,
the museums, infinity is goes up on trial
Voices echo "this is what salvation must be like after a while"
But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues
You can tell
infinity goes up on trial
Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while
But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues
You can tell by the way she
numbers.
She said, "You want to be a player all yo life?
You'll never get a woman you can call your wife."
You see, Tracy got it going on, see her
Infinity goes up on trial
Voices echo, 'This is what
Salvation must be like after a while'
But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues
You can tell by the way
Infinity goes up on trial
Voices echo, 'This is what
Salvation must be like after a while'
But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues
You can tell by the way
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
numbers.
She said, "You want to be a player all yo life?
You'll never get a woman you can call your wife."
You see, Tracy got it going on, see her
on the street you
Gonna end up a vegetable you past tense
Ima make your bobble head collectable
Pathological liar
Said I mentioned your son by name
See fame shows
happenin'? White boys shootin' up a church
What's happenin'? My nigga 2-2 just got some work
What's happenin'? You can get it if you got it, nigga
But I
Cause she bought it
And she's loving it
You just a broke ass rapper now you dub in it
And when I see a fine ass I be up in it nigga
You can't fuck
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
constructing the ark, whenever the chiefs of his people passed by him, they made a mockery of him
He said, If you mock us, so do we mock at you likewise for your
it be to take him on?
Show him he can't control you anymore
His control is the reason I'm undead
Without it I'm just a corpse without life
I wanted
404-612, hand me the phone, I'll put it in for you
By myself slow dancin' to the song (to the song)
See you watching, baby, I will put you
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