Lyrics:
It's the black cousin I was speaking by just for Spaghetti Funk
Which means the original Italian razza
In your face like a razor, I blaze ya, amaze
better than me
But your by my side, down for the ride
And you will always be inside my heart, yeah
Oh Wild Wild Wild Rose...
You planted love inside of me
a nigga poor (You would think I'm poor)
Heading down to South Street told her we gon hit her favorite stores
If it ain't about money we ain't conversating
(In my head, deep pockets, lil' bitch)
They be like, "Who that? Who that?"
It's the motherfucker with the strap
Lay 'em down one by one if these
A secretary of integrity at the precipice
Dressed to kill, sweat dripping down the quill
When I dip it in the ink & build pyramids at will
Yo you Grant Hill,
to use that microwave
Playin' with my name, fuck it
I'll throw my life away twenty-three here
Forty-five there like I know Michaеl J
I cut niggas off that
Blasi blah blah blasi blah blah blasi blah [X6]
[Chorus]
J to the I to the V to the E to the
T to the A to the L to the K (with "blase blah's" in
cable for us
But e no mean say
We no go turn tables again with no D.J
Same thing over again its so cliche
They trynna make sure
Pe mo sise
Me I go in they
only, ten years deep
Badman, no contingency
Doin' this ting in its infancy
Man see me and start do parkour
Rhetorical question, why's man running for?
the vest but I would push you with the coushins to bed
Blowin on the neighborhood goosh
Because its the best shit smoked by the whole damn crew
P-p-p-pow
Mmmhmm
Hmmm interesting
Now you're preeing you're the one I got my interest in
Juelz boy tryna invest in
Tell me now if you're with it we don't need
knockin' out hoes like Hatton
'Til he gets locked by the feds with a gun and starts squealin' before he's been hit with a baton
I made happen what no one
'fore I split your throat
We'll jack for that bag and we need it
Bitch I'm hungry and I'm greedy
We don't play 'bout that money, belive me
I'm a J for
with a gang of girls say they down like the flow is
So you already know it you should blow this
Got a gang a' gang a' girls and we're going going ham
a wanna touch so jump by the window.
Run Outta the main road (learn so)
Its a grounded sound dat we a
Give them daily Planted around ina the all
know
How it hurts you
When my voice burns
You down
Fire without mercy
Changed my sight
Into a stone
From now on I won't be myself
I won't be the one
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