Lyrics:
disguise
Every time I fall asleep at night
I dream of you
Every time I close my eyes
I remember you
When I walk past by the Pink Roses
I remember what our
me, I get you locked like Biggie, wit Irv in the spot
Word middie, the cop 'n biddie
Uh, I'm the bomdigi, punana
Sexy brown thing, uh, Madon' y'all
Let's go separate ways, I'll go 100 days
To find my peace
Find my peace
You doing fine by me
So I'll just find my peace
And I can't help it, I'll see you
Cooking grits and riding dick
Swear she the best chef around
Pop that pussy, now let me see you doo doo brown
I wanna rock, I wanna rock
Tell these bitch
unwind, it will soft to beyond
Catch the track, track by trac, get a map to track a trail
You will find yourself behind, for a map does not prevail
See
to your love
I'm about to OD
Like my gun
Gotta keep you close to me
Girl, would you ride for me?
Girl, would you ride for a g?
(Ride For A G)
Ride for
Power trip high, hours tick by
Hands off the bag, burn it beside
Pretty brown eyes, hammer the hand
That's tryna catch light
Boy he, boy he better
you, you didn't have brown hair. Now my foot falls don't echo in your halls no more and creeping up the stairs to your room, stick close id stay
be right ay wrong
Watch your close friend, baby, then your enemies can't do no harm
When you got a good friend, that will stay right by your side
of the maniac dressed in black carry round a strap
Kid you play me too close (slow down and catch a cap, POW!!)
Cause I don't play games, an outlaw like Jesse
everything's real in the field (uh, yeah)
And what you can't have now, leave in your will
But don't knock me for tryin' to bury
Seven zeros, over in Rio de
, girl
Woah
I know you know that
Woah
I can not lose you, girl
Your loves a drug to me
Lose myself when your close to me. Yea
Do you feel the heat
Burning
Indoor on that rainy weather
You skin color wit my melanin
Is so propeller
Fly
Young guy who showed you his brown eyes
You’ve seen my best side
I
let life pass you by
(You gotta keep yo head up to the sky)
How will you make it when you never try
Gotta keep yo head
Brother get yo bread up
Even
Met you in the fall last year
Fell hard
Brown eyes they shot right through my heart
Met you in the fall last year
Can I live it again
Wish I was
It's time to take you to its full potential
Peep this
And drop some game on the instrumental and
It's a symptom that you listen close and better
DJ Pimp, you really hooked it up on this one, man
You're the mack
When you hear the sound
All the bodies hit the ground
By the pound across town
When
up, that's when all you niggas dyin', you think 'bout touching me
These niggas shootin' shit luckily
Bitch, this ain't no luck, we get close, bust
buy in stores
So don't trap your core
And don't crash your Porsche
You need it by your side like a warriors horse
Cause this is the you that is you that
me, don't ask if the show's on
How that sound? Don't came around, playing me close, brown
Pull on my jock to be down
You need to stay down, way
of the maniac dressed in black carry round a strap
Kid you play me too close (slow down and catch a cap, POW!!)
Cause I don't play games, an outlaw like Jesse
But if you look close up i am a Chigger
Oh baby, you wanna print
Some dollar bills by fax
Or, we could smoke a couple blunts and
I could work on your
me, I get you locked like Biggie, wit Irv in the spot
Word middie, the cop 'n biddie
Uh, I'm the bomdigi, punana
Sexy brown thing, uh, Madon' y'all
to you
Come back to me, swear I'll never flee
Listen close, screaming my plea
Darling come back, I'm really missing you
Miss your brown eyes, leave those
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