Lyrics:
you're telling me
By two eleven I fell into my mentality
Id I can't tell you that you're bell then why you belling me ah
getting ahead of me ah because
than Michael Keaton
It's just, another day in the life, time to ignite
Respond to a kid, no fight or flight, options will fright
I'm sharing insight that
come up on the track
It's a curse that I always try to find sex in these verses
But I got your attention, it's part of my ascension
But if I keep
want to suck dicks take out your denchers
A show of life is all I'm givin
Old Pimp young hoes is how I'm livin
But for now rap's the occupation
But
to kill ya
I want y'all dues
Shit hit the fan
We going to be eatin' your food
Time up in the new, then torture
I rip a niggas toe nails off
What, I
Feeling, thought and action
That I wanted to involve
A family that prays together
Stays together
Well, I want this holy sex forever
See, I hover over your
got a trampoline in my room
Damn
Two, Three, Four
Hold your fuckin' horses
Niggas really fuckin' thought that T lost it
Like I'm better
Your chick wants me to beat it beat it, Michael Jackson
I'm old fashioned
Undefeated in every faction
Tell me what happened?
Why are you slackin'?
If you
Laughin' at ya (ha)
Funk used to be a bad word
(sung by the group
Interspersed with stuff from
George and others)
Sittin in the woods upon a log
Finger
PTS, I'm movin' cautious
You on my body, I feel where your gloss is
Crazy sex it started out platonic
You got crazy ____ somethin' like a ostrich
I don't
closed
See your face in my iPhone
Oh I never want you back
It was my fault
Bitch, I thought that you'd last
You were my home
And I'm lost up in my head
Now
Baby I just want you next to me
It ain't just the sex you see
I'm addicted your my ecstacy
It feel like a dream when your next to me
Baby I just want
hang time
Check my Rollie I'm celebrating, its Dame Time
Having sex with two women and at the same time
What a time to be alive, and its a great time
Oh
on top
Get your gushy got
She pussy pop, your bitch throw me box
Rip that box
Push out that shop
My heart got that shock
My shit beat and jump I'm not no
by my homie but I (Can't make it)
If it was non-existent I would die (Stay with me)
I don't want to ever let it go (A quickie)
Beat it down like I
Should be should be yeah
Pull me in closer when you need me
To be honest I've been focused on your Fiji
Make me want to post you up in CC
That's how
I'm saying?
Long live every black king man
Long live George Floyd man
Long live Michael Jackson, Plugs 2
Long live Chine Gun, yeah charlie Sloth
You
I want girl
No I cannot front girl
Girl IL do a lot for u
I just wanna rock with you
Chorus
Shawty look good Michael Jackson bad
She make you
Hello
Yo what up babe
I know i know
I been working
I'm coming
I see you in a minute
VERSE:
Lets set the mood
Lets light a candle or two
Lets
Get your gushy got
She pussy pop, your bitch throw me box
Rip that box
Push out that shop
My heart got that shock
My shit beat and jump I'm not no chump
Cheeks, Freaky Tai
Pretty Pretty Lu, Spiggy Spig Nice Say
Chorus-
1 for the money
2 for the Lie
3 for my peoples in the struggle gettin by
4
Tell me, how dat sound? (Ou, ou)
How dat sound, how dat sound
You tellin' me, "Wait for later"
Well lil' baby, don't you know I want you now?
How
I wanna thank you for the love you gave
I wanna thank you for the calls you gave
I wanna thank you for the sex you gave
I wanna thank you for
This is your wedding song
You can play it all night long
I take you to have and to hold through richer or richer
I hope I ain't say that wrong
She
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