Lyrics:
mean
Empty my loot out, you fools must be smokin' sherms
But I'll be glad to put my strap up in your face and let some gun powder burn
Now take
on
I'm telling everyone that you're
The only one haven't I been a fool
Tell the funeral man
I don't like powder on my face
Tell the policeman
To break
a mek man mud up
Eyeliner 'pon ya face a mek man mud up
Nose powder 'pon ya face a mek man mud up
Pluck ya eyebrow 'pon ya face a mek man mud up
Gal
the powdered face (sleezy)
My ex bitch got the sour face (sleezy)
My new bitch got the powdered face (sleezy)
I sell crack, sell powder, yay (work)
I sell
I can see the powder on your face
Take another line
Bitch take a look at my face
In another time
I can take a look at your face
But its not the time
is on our hands
We never understand
Living just to die another day
Powder on our face carries us away
Reaching for a dream that always fades
beautiful
My ship can't break it
I'm stuck
I jump overboard
Face first into the powder
I swallow a mouthful
And make angels
I lay there so long
So long
If you are running today, I could meet you by train.
If you're floating away, uncover your head, powder your face.
I've always said...we'd meet
You never wear a stitch of lace
And powder's never on your face
You're always wearing jeans except on Sunday
Oh please don't ever change
No don't
You never wear a stitch of lace
And powder's never on your face
You're always wearing jeans except on Sunday
Oh please don't ever change
No don't
shorty looking like a princess
I be stylin wid the Tec
Cause im so thugged out
Rain drops on me face when i pull on out
Powder bags 10 powder bags on my
lights
And stop giggling, chickenskin
Face the feast of powder
'cause I know you'll scream and tell the whole fucking world
So what is it like to put
for no silver ware
Long lines shorty got powder on her face
And said she on go time
Light on her feet and I aint talking LA gear
Off the balcony running
You never wear a stitch of lace
And powder's never on your face
You're always wearing jeans except on sunday
So please don't ever change
No don't
You never wear a stitch of lace
And powder's never on your face
You're always wearing jeans except on Sunday
Oh please don't ever change
No don't
You never wear a stitch of lace
And powder's never on your face
You're always wearing jeans except on Sunday
Oh please don't ever change
No don't
blood like Izzy made silva nosebleeds
cause dem fall from vip to nose- bleeds
Dem make powder for the faces, nof nostrils
Yet I see herbivores stars
don't count it by the dollar
Count it by the gram
I do it all the time yeah I feel like the man
White powder in my face
Imma go to space
Imma do it laced
paradise
If you need a bitch, I can teach you how to lie
Powder on her face, you ain't gotta waste time
Speed demon, but she ain't the one to wife
She worse
When you come back from the club
You got powder on your face
Whole lotta red in your eyes, like you got sprayed with some mace
Said you wanna be a star,
Think I'm about to throw it up
Is it liquor or love?
Is it liquor or love?
Snowing in LA
Dust the powder off my face
Bitch I'm feeling great
I can't feel
line
They need some powder on they face
That nigga tried to run away got turned into a veggie
ya face a mek man mud up
Nose powder 'pon ya face a mek man mud up
Pluck ya eyebrow 'pon ya face a mek man mud up
Gal ya lipstick 'pon ya face a mek
I'm a woman! W-O-M-A-N, I'll say it again
I can rub & scrub this old house til it's shinin like a dime
Feed the baby, grease the car, & powder my face
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