Lyrics:
cycle on your own. Breathe at your own pace, trusting the wave that flows within you.
Imagine that the rectangle turns into a door. You see a handle,
to the cassies
NYC, top-down, Big blastin'
Nas said I'd be a legend, nigga, don't gas me
Hot in '97, Funk Flex had to ask me
"How you make out that beef with
Knocked her ass out no doubt, no more shit talkin
Who can deny that Soopafly was at your door knockin'
"Let me in"
You can even invite your friends, but
and laughing
The teacher looked at you
Like what is the problem
Got kicked out no doubt
Teacher didn't want the drama
Running through girls
That's exactly how
[GENUINE DRAFT a.k.a DOMINO]
Genuine Draft with the Gat
Can you see the Slob slippin' as I aim for the heart by connect with the level
That I'ma
callin' is right on time
Transformation, I must had a thousand lives and like three thousand wives
You should know that I'm slightly off, fightin' off
walk in
I’ma need you to leave that bullshit at the door (Alright! Alright!)
No need for that
No need for that
Ohhh!
Before you walk in
You gonna have
Woah now go, walk out the door, just turn around now
'Cause you're not welcome anymore
Weren't you the one who tried to hurt me with goodbye
Did you
Nike souls on the pavement
Walk with a slight limp hat tilt is fragrance
Is money my drive follow me I'll steer yall
Tears fall kick a troll out
one long walk
And crying out you wish you’d said some more
Well maybe less is more
Looking to sleep to forget well tell me now what’s your bedding
me (nigga like me)
You should try to love on me
Bumbaclot God, I'mma make it alright
I seen her walk by and it caught my eye
That ass so super fat,
yourself
Then there's only one thing for you to do
You just pack your clothes turn around
And slowly walk out of the door
Look over your left shoulder
yourself
Then there's only one thing for you to do
You just pack your clothes turn around
And slowly walk out of the door
Look over your left shoulder
(Na na na na na na)
Can’t even talk (talk)
I knew that boy was a fed (I knew that boy was a fed!)
Head to my toe walk-in around in designer
Always be
Here’s to our lasses
Here’s to the lads they adore
You can see me in my cap
You can see me in my gown
I’mma walk right out that door
Years go by like
my fault I'm always up
That's why bitches gotta call me a dick
Why you tryna scope? Y'all a bunch of actors
You better watch your back, bunch
you when your feet don't know where
Step by step just walk your road
Step by step, just walk out that door
Step by step, walk your road
At the end
The trunk
What you gone do with that junk in The trunk
What you gone do with that junk in The trunk
What you gone do with that junk in The trunk
When she walk
the edge of the water
I noticed my reflection in the waves
Then I saw you looking back at me
And I knew that for a moment
You were calling out my
times without even tryin
I'll beat that pussy up there's no denyin
Hit her where she doodie at, make that booty fat
Little cutie rat, walking by with
to see me)
I'm gonna walk by myself
Just to prove that my love is true (ooh)
All for you, baby
'Til you come back to me that's what I'm gonna do
Started out above halfway now I'm heavyweight
Shift the paperweight away from banks into francs, euros, yen and pes'
You a lapdog to a rat bitch
Takin'
to alignment
Hoping to make the most out of God's assignments
Future's so bright that I'm blinded by the possibilities
Taking on responsibilities in a whole new
got one more chance to do right
And it's tonight, now go out and show 'em that you love 'em before it's too late"
And just as I go to walk out of my
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