Lyrics:
feel, so good, so good,
Sure 'nuff, sure 'nuff,
Babe, hold my hand,
Babe, hold my hand,
I can't stand up by myself,
I can't stand up without your
With a fake-ass badge and a gun in your hand
But take off the gun so we can see what's up
And we'll go at it punk and I'ma fuck you up
Make you think
When you're a child
cnd you're walking down the street
You know your mama's gonna hold your hand
cnd if you fall and scrape up your knees
She'll be
gets down like a stickup, everybody put ya'll hands up
See i really aint trying to hurt nobody(nope)
But i was taken by her bangin' body(yup)
Lovin her
drop
in the now, i'm bangin niggaz for slide time
hurry up duke i'm next, show em mine
and what the fuck is you looking at?
by the way young blood, hit
grab a hand and join the caravan
That's bein' ran by the hoochie cooche man
Then don't miss a breath of my kiss of death
An A plus in lusty while
by the hand?
The papers say that it was all a put up show,
But I don't know, I don't know
Neverland, Neverland
Even when he's telling you that
a kiss that lingers
I guess all my favorite habits die hard
And your love is no exception
It hangs by a thread from a window in my heart
I let it lay
need no band
They keep time by clappin' their hand
Just as happy as a cow chewin' on a cud,
When the people beat their feet on the Mississippi Mud.
the bank now
I'm in here with my blood bro on Crip I send some shots bout em
How you wanna do it where the sticks the Glocks on stand-by
Too turnt up wont
(Hook)
Mark 1, I suit up and clap quick
Mark 2, I suit up and clap quick
Mark 3, I suit up and clap quick
Mark 4, You want more then add this
Mark
you're always on my mind
Hey I can't keep it up
I don't know how to stop
I can't control my love
So I drive by, drive by
Can't let go of you
Baby
yeah, we lucky if we wind up with a loyal bitch
Yeah, we slide out our moms, how quickly we forget
Here surrounded by lies and plastic like a zip here
hands with me there is no alarm
Ya ex dude tripping you done had enough
All that long talk but you back it up
They tried to count you out but you just add
just the master piece
I won't be defeated by the voice that sits inside of me
Please
Kids
Don't fucking idle me
Where'd you get the recipe
Well CMC
Ayy ayy ayy ayy, MZY, turn me up
Sebz Beats, baby
I got-I got
I got plaques on my wall, bitch
Who would've thought?
I do what I want and I make it
(ay)
I'm Montana by the way (by the way)
Step up in the building, andale (andale)
We ain't here to play
Baby, I am here to stay
Been fly, jet fuel
To feel the strength I want to,
I must hang on to your hand,
Maybe by the time I'm fifty
I'll get up and do a nifty.
Nothing's impossible I have
To feel the strength I want to,
I must hang on to your hand,
Maybe by the time I'm fifty
I'll get up and do a nifty.
Nothing's impossible I have
pops
Had a gun his hand, damn
Hip hop go to way back then
Daddy used to sing doo-wop with
Two of his friends
I seen an oo-wop when I was like ten
Excited
now in hand,
To myself, to the land, to the places now in hand.
Head spin, filled up with everyone's sins,
Filled up with everyone's sins.
When we danced on top of the bar in Curaçao
Feeling that body heat
Your hands all over me
Up all night down under the stars in Curaçao
Feeling that body
Slick as J from Men In Black I approach and see what’s happening
Lil cutie with a booty, she groovy I can imagine
Me and her up on a mountaintop with
the other way
Trying to decide what to say was his alibi
She was a good girl growing up giving life a chance
But her mother passed and her plans would
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