Lyrics:
I saw your girl by MC New York slick D
Copyright, all rights reserved boy!
In eighty-eight
Ayy yo, don't want to diss you
but your girl's a freak
Got our rayon shirts, safari combs
The big city is ours to roam
Hey Paul
Hey Paul, tell me bout the place you bought
I'm really happy that you two
Barely sleep, I stay up longer through the night, yea
It’s just the future has me trembling inside, yea
When the moons out, im a prisoner to my thoughts
No
thot
Bad bitches by my side like I’m Billy Bob
Yea, catch me in the section doing the Diddy bop
Runway model tryna lick me like a lollipop
Verse 2
to do'
Well I'm curious by nature
It's clear that Paul's a stranger to Chris
And that day was the 15th
The PS said to meet at The Pits
A quiet spot
Where
that feelin')
Anytime you need some lovin'
Yeah, I know, I'm a prisoner of love, and I can't break these chains
Yeah, yes I know, but here comes
sells, I'm the shit still
[Chorus - 2X]
[Paul Wall]
I got the diamond ice in the grill, invisible top, glass bottom
I'm swervin lanes on the interstate,
of love before
I'm love with my foreign, yes I'm married to my dough...
I'm in love with my money
[Chamillionaire - Talking]
Yeah man, me and Paul
no Paul Wight
Gotta put your trust in Jesus, gone be all right, all right
It felt like we had pure luck like Martin Short as Eugene
Taught by
they would not define me
You are the future
And then, will most loving US-AH! poses
It doesn't matter if you lcve him
Or capital "H-IM" just put your
And you don't
([All:] you don't),
Understand
([All:] understand),
Girl you make me all I am,
But I'm starting to see, just how hard it can be, on my
Crazy Janey and her mission man
Were back in the alley trading hands
Along came Wild Billy with his friend Gee Man
All duded up for Saturday night
Ty wasn't a shooter, that nigga just sold bricks
And Tony he was reckless he never had no picks
Tony was like the Alpo, Ty was the Lil Rich
Two
geeked up I took a blunt up out the stash
Still rollin, no tags 'cause it's stolen
I'm fucked up, out of parly and control
Slow motion, outta gas and just
me out
I'm a prisoner in a cage
Let me out
Before I lose it in a rage
Let me out or I'll go crazy like delirious and hazy
I just gotta get out
I just
Ay man Austin, TX not for South By tho
Yea ya naw'mean
Just out here with the guys
Ay, ay, ay
This for the G's (Hey)
I'm finding my groove it's
wanting to talk on life of mental slave (mental slave)
Sometimes you just don't know what people gonna say (gonna say)
I'm saying, "Nobody is perfect, by
pants
I'm tryna get this advance
To make me advanced
I went from taking a cab
To driving a Mag
Bet the the cston is next
She was just grinding on me
their forces
The sirens go off and on
The prisoners are on the run
Take them out one by one
Don't beg for mercy cause enough is enough
I state that this
while you getting dogged
Cause you think you love Paola
Cause you went and fucked Paola
But you're just enamored by pussy power
Cause you never really
I said, "I'm hurt." She said, "Honey, let me heal it."
And we danced all night to a soul fairy band
And she kissed me just right like only a lonely
that there's a way out
But I can never seem to find it
I'm doing all that I can
Fighting just to get by
I don't have much of a plan
Just know that I have
seen him at the hardware store.
I think his name is Billy, but I'm not sure."
And as they talked a little while he passed by
She smiled at him he
the enemy from killing us
But I don't know
I'm no mortal man
Maybe I'm just another nigga
Shit and that's all I wrote
I was gonna call it "Another Nigga"
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