Lyrics:
5, Nina Simone s***
Donny Hathaway, O'Jays, with some Ray Charles
Sipping chardonnay, old Ye, Louis Armstrong
Let me talk about
Let me talk about this
on the T.V. Screen whiling
Be Jealous, when you see me in the magazine smiling
Be Jealous, when they let me in the club for free, niggas
Be Jealous, cuz I'm
I know the bad, I know the good
I seen the bougie and the hood
But I'm knowin where I'm postin, so let's get that understood
I'm just Aye geeky
be fine by me
Just singing and dancing and smiling and laughing along
The west to the east coast
And these questions will be gone
Like will I ever get
girl walking on The Yard last week
And she stopped me and she said she like my poetry
I don't be blowing trees but she like my potency
Love at first
maybe before you went out
I’m not sure what you’re plans are
Just call me and let me know
Talk to you later bye
Hi Patty and Nina
Its Christine, its
in CB4
Set up a contest, I'm coming
I'm taking the dough
They wouldn't pick you even if you had a afro
So don't try me, you better walk by me
I'll do
[Hook 1]
I don't want to be the one to get a millimeter in the gut
I want to be the one to hit em with another milla
Caught up in the middle
I'm
bring it to me, toot it up, don't grab me
She said ooh woo, you doing that daddy
Now take it out, put it where it should be
I don't want
can tell by the way she feel
By the way she
Feel feel feel feel feel feel feel
I can feel your tension
Put your body into submission, listen
Let me be
move, everybody bounce
Whoever the Nina choose, we about to pounce
(Work it out)
With the 151 in the bottle
I'll call Heff' will he let me
hit this
that this ship won't sail
You touching my soul like Nina Simone
You earning my heart like Dale
Just give me a chance and we'll make advances
Show you
or me toting a Nina?" No Simone
This a
Real life of a stoner
Face it by my dolie, my nigga, I've been a loner
I be smoking stogies about the size of my
and Klay when we on the loose
Now when I call you don't even answer
Mane that shit fucking with me bad
Some showing fake ass love on the net bout you
Can't
wonder I get speared by my peers, yeah I'm a target
It used to take a nation of millions for niggas not to be
Amerikkka's Most gave America hope
Back when
where ya fee
I thought u understood
Man I'm sliding, riding, iron beside me
Clutching on that wood
Ain't getting by me, if you size me
Flowers gon b where
riding dirty wit my nina
Imma let it kick & let it rip
Too much sauce
Let it drip
People change
So don't you trip
(Don't you trip)
They can tell you
and a dog
I chose the of words for this song
Cause Aunt Simone listen on
The storm made me a problem
So please don't get me wrong
The judge heard 2
could (yeah)
Let's get this understood (yeah), right now we're misunderstood (yeah)
Tryna figure out what you tweaking for
Everything was all good
a pound fuck can you tell me
Niggas don't spin they more like Spinelli
Swim
Swim
Swim
Swim
Swim
Swim
Swim
Swim
Want it done right gotta do this alone
Niggas
wanna play the field, I lied and said I understood, I never understood
When you hear this on the radio
I pray you hate that you let me go
‘Cause you don’t
legal
And when they don't feel me
It feels lethal
Cause I'm real feeble
I curl up, fetal
Their words hurt like needles
Spent the whole day on my own
raised me on some good old soul
Marvin Gaye, Curtis Mayfield and Nina Simone
"Songs in the Key of Life" to hold
When the streets get cold
Always focused
Let's get this understood, trip, you be gone for good (out of here)
Streets say we a breath of fresh air
Fresh out, hot girl tryna put that pussy
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