Lyrics:
Some will sing a song
To reel 'em in
It's a song I sung before
And a song I'm gonna sing again
I mean every word
I don't mean a single one
boy
Homie matter of fact, I'm a motherfuckerin' coke boy
You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy
You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke
I'm the boy that looks excited
I'm the boy that's gonna fall apart
Candyfloss, I lie to myself
I'm the boy that eats his heart out
I know I
I miss my baby so much after being gone
Out on that lake at fishin' all weekend long
So I bought her flowers and a bottle of the good stuff
But when
boy
Homie matter of fact, I'm a motherfuckerin' coke boy
You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke boy
You wiggling baby, I'm a motherfuckerin coke
It's that Silicon Valley flow
I got that sun dance vision, nigga you ain't know
Got damn, I got album of the year, still
Three packs in, imagine how
taught them to make on TV
I was raised a farmgirl
I'm too far from home, all alone on the road
Trying to figure out who I am now the the stardust has
Hey Mama I've been looking for you
I want to show you what my heart can do
Hey Mama if you think it's wrong
I don't now where you coming from
I
I see the heads you turn
And I know secret flames burn for you
But I'm determined, I'm determined
Anyway, anyhow to get through, I'm determined
Yo you sleep
Naw I just um, I think I want some more
Yea I know we just got through
But its just so good, I just can't help it tho'
Its something
[Chorus: Ol' Dirty Bastard (singin)]
Reunited 'cause it feels so good
Reunited 'cause we're understood
There's one perfect thing
And children this
Up around ninety five
Sailing down Starrow Drive
Left exit into Kenmore Square
Slowed down when I got there
And that's when it was crystal clear
goin', it's goin' down!
I stay doe boy, doe, doe, doe boy fresh!
Yeah! Now what it is, boy?
Doe boy, doe, doe, doe boy fresh!
Yeah! Now what it is, boy?
I like it, I like it I like the way you run your fingers through my hair and I love the way you tickle my chin and I like the way you let me
Yeah, what up with it ya'll(powerballin')
We come to the end of the powerballin' album
I hope you liked it and enjoy it (you know)
I
My old boy from the point
But I'm from Southwest and every
Now and then I get put to the test
But I can't be stopped
Cause I gotta come true
Put that finger back to my lips
Will I taste of sugar of cold wet stone?
Hope the shell will break on a paper dinner plate
Ooh, not a headstone
How
My oh my I'm a restless guy
Got a home everywhere I go
Well I ain't good lookin'
And I ain't so smart
But baby I'm a sensitive guy
I ain't
106 & Park ain't been tha same since I had it, so I'm back at it… freeze
Still a juvenile at 400 degrees
Lil girlz still fallin out, I'm still
Yesterday you came my way,
And when you smiled at me,
In my heart I felt a thrill you see,
That it was love at sight and
I was right to love you
Just yesterday when I was faced
Get up and on or be misplaced
Tomorrow or until my end
Come make or break - I tend to bend
Hey! Hey! Last
You hate my face but now I look
You're gonna change me
A lashing from your tongue and now
You're gonna scorn me
You taste my blood, my cut, my skin
Somebody look me over
Somebody let me know
Please tell me if I'm still here
Why can't I be alone
I know your still breathin'
'Cause your
[First Verse]
Nigga just came home from jail look how he played me
Kicked my door down took my shit an tied up my ol' lady
Now i'm just kick back
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