Lyrics:
my whole life through
'Cause my happiest days, I've spent with you
I remember your eyes that was my treasure
Your tender lips that brought me
would have had enough by now
You call selective dating
For some effective mating
I thought I'd let you down, dear
But you were just deflating
I knew
The reggie one ice, nice
Price on your baby mama head, no lice, Christ
Chuck Taylor on the Gucci knit
Out the Carrera shooting two Uzi's
On some movie shit who
measure by your name
Hours worth of sand slowly slipping down the drain
Thinking about the fam I was in a foreign place
Thankful for the fam created in
and in a coffin
If I was a preacher I'd do the Stompin
Instead of flipping tables like your Boss did
If Your moral teaching flawless
Then Jesus is no
they are only fools!
(damn fools)
The train kept a-rollin' 'til the bitter end
Dropped you down at a Dead-End Station to your Living Hell
Can you see
Good old summertime
You'd play "ring-a-rosie"
With Jim, Kate and Josie
Good old summertime
Those days full of pleasure
We now fondly treasure
When
Draw pleasure from within, always maintaining humility
Bits of life to treasure, scattered along the route
Pick them up as needed to boost your
won't find your whereabouts by stompin' 'em out ya man (what?)
We killin' New York, even in Compton they understand
I'm on the block where you was
the Sprinter, I'm tryna pack the Viano
I park wherever I want, like fuck a ticket inspector
I'm your typical rapper, fuckin' bitches my pleasure
Money, hoes
can go and ask your preacher
Religion is an issue complicated by the person
The next step is to ask yourself the question what is pleasure
With that
your fortress on fire/
cnd your name, all the fame and spotlights you desire/
Were inspired till you heard it now you lost in the mire/
I'm the boss,
Enough with the boom and bust
Fed up with the moving parts
Got stuck when I broke your trust
Pent up all the rage and lust
You sit on the fence but
weather
They say one man's trash is another man's treasure
Just to make you feel special I swear it would be my pleasure
And you see that
Used to fuck with
I'm in love?
Do you wanna get with me?
Bring me down to my knees?
One night of pleasure
A treasure to keep.
Tonight, you can try to hide from me
But I
sleeve
Can't believe you got the key to my treasure chest
I must confess I'm mesmerized by the keep of sex
Hey misses X you got me suckin on you left
you look so damn good to me
Love the way you seducing me
Loving me by using me
But I'm the one who fooling me
So you wishing me well by giving me hell
Did I change the way you take your tea?
Are you still singing Valerie?
And when you do, d'you think of me?
Or boojee tables set for three?
Mates
1000 miles away
I'll be there by the end of the day
I don't know what I'll say
But I can't wait to see the look on your face
When I show up at your
Imma grab you by the waist
Throw you on the dresser
Easy access to your treasure of pleasure
Your wetter then a geyser
Hotter then a hot spring
So much we'd learn in this age of denial
Wild Rabelaisians to teach us their pleasures
Do what you will we could all learn to live by
Though guilt
Get off your funk and soul and party
Get off your funk
You'll see that the funk's a treasure
To be In the groove is pleasure
We know that it's real
emanates, I see it in your messages
I see it in your face motherfucker why'd you ever live?
And did you ever give anyone anything? one time in your whole
Just me and you girl
Whoa oh
Just me and you girl
Whoa oh
Trying to sneak upstairs to your apartment
Aren't you a sight for red eyes
I just
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