Lyrics:
As tempting as it is to listen
Yeah, he gets it
Not standing at the stadium of sin
The way that seems easy with fame and friends
Or you name it if that ain't it
hollered loud:
[Chorus]
Won't you come home, Bill Bailey
Won't you come home?
She moans the whole day long.
I'll do the cookin', darling
I'll pay
hollered loud:
[Chorus]
Won't you come home, Bill Bailey
Won't you come home?
She moans the whole day long.
I'll do the cookin', darling
I'll pay
I'll follow, this could be easy
I'll be the help, whenever you need me (you need me)
I see your hustle with my hustle, I can keep you
Focused on your
I'll follow, this could be easy
I'll be the help, whenever you need me (you need me)
I see your hustle with my hustle, I can keep you
Focused on your
blazing
For the motherless children that related to Mahalia
I know
You tired of that you can't feel it in your heart
Let the music be your secret lover
across the land
Led by a bleached blonde man with a mic in his hand
Act two, song's the only way for me to talk to you
Cos you're the king of hip hop
I'm
nice for the night
Bill greens
When its rainin
Ill be blazin in the same wind
In the springtime till my green die
From the lasers somethin major
Like my
'll call," she said to Sheila's glance. Sheila nibbled on
A cuticle. "After last night, I thought maybe you'd be through with him." "I
Know what you mean. My
"After last night, I thought maybe you'd be through with him." "I
know what you mean. My God, he was like an octopus. Hands all over the place."
She
is true
So find a place to get comfortable and I'll share it with you
This story started in a garden that was haunted by grace
Lovingly formed by
the back door, by the way
Why you tryin' to play that mack fo'?
If a nigga gotta pay a triple x hoe,
Then you gotta be a hellafied nympho
Open up let some
a day goes by where you're not on my mind
What can I say I need some help with these words that I can't seem to find yeah
Yeah I'm alright yeah I'll be
wadn't
Shit's hectic the bomb Vietnam rhyme Don
With the semi-auto fracture your torso to ya spine
The back cracker smack you with
My verbals
Take a step back and look at the path you walk
Harbor too many hearts
With no heart left of your own
Trying to feel something
Feels like stabbing in
dollar bill, bill bill
We gon' flip this bitch and get some mo' dough (we gon' flip this bitch!)
And won't you tell 'em what we do with the pape's (won't
of the story
these nigga’s is bitch made
Damn they need Milk
Milk
Milk
Milk
You fucking with the team, these hooligan hitters aiming for the Kill
Kill
Kill
Kill
And if I sit I'll still be twice as
Tall with my head in the sky
Lookin' down at all you birds
Who talk on Twitter thinkin' there's
Power behind your
Forever we chill from 99 til
Ain't no sunshine when the bills wither
You could cut the snakes off but they still slither
I'm still bitter over times
Baby, you don’t want to miss love
Be sure that you’re green and gold
So get close with me, honest
Down the lonely road you’ll wither
Take it in too deep
need no
Somedays I feel like I
I'll just bill me a big fat
Spark that shhhh
I'm done with the talking stage
Cuh yano I don't talked for days
Like money
the thoughts away
I'm watching it wither
Whether I can be it all or
Whether I can do it all
Putting on some music drift away, and maybe soothe it all
Soon I'll
Same fuck niggas with they hand out
Same stacks on, bring the bands out
Nigga should be workin on they money skeme
Back to the convers, kill em with one
There will be no one else around
And is that what you get by living for the
Look around you! Who'd thought!
The things you've done
And you're left with
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