Lyrics:
together, do it soon
My soul's on fire, come on and take
I'll be what you make me, my darling
Oh baby, you make me feel so good
Let me take you by
Aiy, check this out
I heard two sounds of my home boy Pinky telling me
They got motherfuckers out there yelling:
Why do you see them when you can see
my bag for a long time
cfter this long silence let them be wild
Have you ever heard of a club so mystical?
Have you ever seen before a host like me so
pimpin' gon' die
Twelve piece with a hundred hoes by my side
I'm down with that nigga 50 like I down with blue
Fuck cuz, nah nigga, motherfuck you
pimpin' gon' die
Twelve piece with a hundred hoes by my side
I'm down with that nigga 50 like I down with blue
Fuck cuz, nah nigga, motherfuck you
and original
And not as only one of count with others
Whose nightmares all precede
Like a hideous garden grown from a single seed
I have heard these dreamers
flowing like a legend
If you're a fan of bougie rap than you might not have heard of me
But that don't mean that ain't rocking with me out in Germany
Cause
from Far Rock hoppin'
Over the turnstile
To set up shop up top by the Jamaican spot
My joints have been a
Bop, from vinyl, cassettes, cDs and streams
that's gonna be given to you by the Wu, brothers and sisters
The revolution, the revolution will be televised, televised
It's time to rise, and take
me take you to the other side
I say baby girl what's your name?
And tell me what's your claim to fame
Oh I can tell you do your thing
Just by
the echoes weave
Vapor trails, in the sky of electric blue
In this neon world, I found you
Synthwave dreams, in a cybernetic haze
Chasing echoes of the '80s,
and gigglin'
Mercy, take a look at that wigglin'
See the cutie in the corner
She's losin' her blues by stompin' outta her shoes
The folks are hoopin' n' hoppin'
You gotta earn the money
I think I done heard sum
Diamonds and birds chirping
Watch your wig I think I smell the burning
This ain't a cig I'm smoking
with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by name of Lois Lane
And you could be my
Blues on blues, yeah, I'm running round wit' plenty racks
Follow the Quran, so you know I never piggy back
Anything I do came from me, just remember that
When you enlighten my mind
When you frighten my mind
It's done by design
Your cadence makes sense
Your radiance the common man
Forgets
The tortured
lived in the ghetto)...or the projects
But I wear my Tim boots and Hi-Tecs, and I wrecks havoc
And if you try to play me I won't have it
On the transport kept it inside the Jansport
A real hooty game, we ain't care who we blame
Shit was all the same until Guili' came with a moody aim
You know
to take initiative
On our first date do you remember it
Steady flirting in your ear whispering
All the things I Would do to you i'm cool to you
I'm gazing
Some people say it's folly, but I'd rather have the lolly
With money, you can make a smash
There is nothing quite as wonderful as money, money,
rocked a vicious rhyme
Like I never did before
She said "damn fly guy I'm in love with you"
The Casanova legend must have been true
I said by the way baby
You never know what turn the day might take
He gained another angel, But was that by mistake
I just know it feels like you’re gone way too soon
Rose
on the spoken word
Of The dopest lyrics I've ever heard
A symphonic connection
Intellectual collection
A melodic album of spiritual mixture
Rhythm and Blues Good
on the spoken word
Of The dopest lyrics I've ever heard
A symphonic connection
Intellectual collection
A melodic album of spiritual mixture
Rhythm and Blues Good
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