Lyrics:
with on these features
816, M-I-D-Dub
F-Y-I in the future
[Chorus]
Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!)
That shirt came off and showed a...
That you hit it from the back and stroke
Left to the right keep it right on time
One time, two time for your mind
Better get soft layers and go over
me Papy when I hit the club
If it's dance I throw it all
F*** it, I don't give a f***
In K-O dealin' with my whole team
Flood that b**** like
the dark, talking to myself
Why does everybody tell me that I need help?
I'm in love with pain
I take a needle or a knife
And drive that mother f
chewin' from you
Bitches every goddamn day
Well it's the pimp playa, ho layer
Money making, bitch breaker
Take a hoe to the motel and I save a
Spot for my
you call (huh)
[Liffy Stokes]
It's the L-I-double-f-why so gone and let's die
Killer from the westside you don't want to test I
Smokin' on that
he can live through the record
I'm a Philly boss player, a dope rhyme sayer
It's Black Ink back gettin cake by the layer
By the stack, comin
With what's with on these features
816, M-I-D-Dub
F-why-I in the future
[Chorus]
Baby girl, I wanna see with the top off
Take the Vickie shit
to the Himalayas
Kinda thick, layer for layer (2x)
[ VERSE 2 ]
Sometimes I sit and reminisce about life in '87
When I was doin my thug game, brain ten miles
bubble
Misplaced in this shuffle my layers grow grayer
Exhaling like Vader, I trouble naysayers
But everywhere I go, they all in my ear
They bathe in my
With The Gang
Mmmh
We the Gang
Ohh noo
Yeah
Shout out to The Godfather
T-G-F
With The Gang
With the gang yeah
OT Gang
OT gang yeah
Dance like
filled with divinity
I be doin my thing, full of sanguinity
Fuck you all up, now you lose your virginity
Shootin that boy down like he John F. Kennedy
Shut
Uh, uh, check it out (yeah)
Junior M.A.F.I.A. (hehe, mm)
Uh (I like this) Yeah, yeah. Nine-fo' (keep bangin)
To all the ladies in the place with
speak they talk fables
I went cop more layers to hide from liers
That cap bout the f***** up society
Chill you getting to wild
Back in the day I was back
Got that black mamba mentality
Even my skin sheds cause there’s layers to me
I’m a different breed
I ain’t got Duality
More like polyality
I’m
the layers
And all you watching, all the streaming
And you all know, what we're meaning
(We're better)
We don't need
(Better together)
Maserati's
(We're
you’re feeling a sneeze
Once you open ‘em up
The ship’s long been sunk
The game’s long been clutched
Your b**** long been f****d
Tough luck for ya
Pardon me, as I go in you see
That I got to be, F-R double E
For my H-E-A-R-T
Yeah that's how I been since I was like at the Upland party, open house
Welcome to my mind, it's close to 3 pm, and I'm feeling
That I got another layer of my skin that started peeling
REAL dealings, in the mental health
Take those kids to daycare
Horror movie, so scared
I feel like I am rare
The way I'm stacking paper could be another layer
I could finish school and be
even nothing to tell them
They take advantage of you if you let them
I throw up an F like I just got a bad report card
But really, that's my favorite
murphy
And I'ma bring it to ya wit brother f-a-b-o-l-o-u-s
Fabolous
Preach, brother preach
Fabolous
Preach brother preach
Preach to 'em brother,
nothing to do but write about my L-I-F-E, put it
Down on paper, so what you feel?
I live for today, motherfuck another hour, it might be sour
Never
polyurethane compound
Spread in a micro-thin substance over
A negatively charged layer of aluminum,
Copper, iron, lead,
V-H-S, F-Y-I, apple pie, F
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