Lyrics:
Its me, the brand new intelligent black woman why-O-why-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made
Its me, the brand new intelligent black woman why-O-why-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made
Its me, the brand new intelligent black woman why-O-why-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made
They may bring the welfare system in and tell us in order to feed, and clothe
And house our children, we have to give up our man–we have to put the man
and ready to strike
She doesn't know what to do for a second
But then, she jumps off the edge, me holding on
Above the hills, higher than eagles were
paper with the eagle
I'm strictly tryin' to cop those colossal-sized Picasso's
And have papi flip coke outside Delgado's (woo)
Tienda, with cash
Ride it on out like a bird in the sky ways
Ride it on out like you were a bird
Fly it all out like an eagle in a sunbeam
Ride it on out like you
of the universe
And you know what it's worth
I'm lonely
Want to die
If I ain't dead already
Oh girl you know the reason why
The eagle picks my eye
around
I'm like an eagle
I like to fly high
I'm like a snake
I like to lay low
I'm like a black man
I'm like a white man
Maybe a red man, I don't
as a rock and crazy soft
No jokes, I'm not playin', get his folks
Desert Eagle his dick and put him in a yoke (ah)
And to know for sure, I got wreck
strap a jet-black gat 'til the death
Tell my mama to bury me with that, no bullshitting
My hood getting kinda crazy where I be
So Ronnie's with me
Last leaf fallen bare earth where green was born,
Black Madonna two eagles hang against a cloud,
Sun comes up blood red wind yells among the stone,
I'll rip that hat right off your head"
That's when my friend turned around, this is what he said
"You'll ride a black tornado, cross the western sky
I'm used to dark seas, that's why I spark green
Why I pour wine, they don't stock these, I gotta order mine (order mine)
Malcolm X departed
troop
Who cares what rhymes with it long as the funk pump through my Benz truck
Now you know you don't own a Benz
Yes I do and chrome's the trim
Black
Loose these cuffs off my hands when not guilty Am I to remain silent when police takes next black life?
Loose your hands off their moms and let the black
See that black boy over there, runnin' scared
His ol' man's in a bottle
He done quit his 9 to 5 to drink full time
So now he's livin' in
feel it like I'm leader
weekly weekly Deasy is breezy Every bitch is so sweetie
You'll look at me and say "you are so freaky freaky"
Desert eagle desert
like an eagle
Father of a nation
Man of the people
We didn’t know we could sing
How could it be?
After decades in a cage
You walked out with a melody
We
Looking in the mirror who do I see
This black girl staring at me
She looks just like me
She tries to hide her sadness
But the pain runs deep inside
blueprints
Stop asking you just seen what happen nigga
Only thing I copy is them blueprints
Racks they got blue eagles on em
Like a mob with ties
Sick on that
don't walk
I float cause we ain't equal
Im OG while you just the sequel
Green in my pockets some like the eagles
I earned my stripes some like the bengals
utte desert eagle
Har roz hunting season
Get on ur knees bitch
Kar meinu please bitch
Trap house kare jumping
Ass teri kare thumping
She love my taste
We are eagle ready to fly
With respect and lessons from the other side
Ain't no big thing ain't afraid to die
Silent unheard voices of a different
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