Lyrics:
Ono was dead, so we had to split apart!
There's a million zombies in my backyard, backyard.
And they all wanna be rapstars, rapstars.
They need
when we left
But when I got home and laid down to sleep
That began the nightmare, on my street!
It was burnin' in my room like an oven
My bed soaked
the walls turnin red
I'm gettin kinda fed so instead of the lead, how bout a burnin bed?
In order for my mother to last
So while he's laid up, straight up,
actin' like a Nissan and Pathfinder (Sfffmmmm)
When the lead flyin' it's bed time, the head lyin'
The paper in the morning saying (No, no, no...)
(Jae
remix it (remix)
Flipping them Patties like crab beaf
My shoes importers are Ballys
Finessin since I can remember
My wrist so cold, December
I'm selling
Convertible limousines, def jam got the bill
Remember R. Kelly had the house on the hill
Well when the partys over we can go there and chill
In London it's
can you be so stupid?
Negative mind, paid as snakes who can't rhyme
Play the dude? It's sucker time
I stand I take a bust in my nut
And gave birth
be the goddamn nigga you can do It
Is the news real
Is the news real
Took the red pill and the blue pill
Found someone sleeping in my bed like Dru Hill
bed like Dru Hill
I'm John Wick when he don't take the blue pill
Life been like a movie, I can't help look like a star
Can't pronounce my name, then you
in my bed
If I find it out I swear to God this bitch is dead
Won’t be no talk a couple shots up to the head
Suppose to be true
I feel like a fool
REMEMBER US FROM TELL ME,
AND SLEEPING IN MY BED,
WE NEVER MAKE A PROMISE,
AND FIVE STEPS.
April SHOWERS ME WITH LOVE,
SO SPECIAL TO ME.
THERE'S SO
to care too much about this
I been tryna focus on my happiness
I'm so young I gotta play my cards right
That's why I'm up here in the hills tonight
I'm out
the best and I’m dying on that hill sumn like dru
Go out west and we catchin all the vibes lighten the mood
You so suttle but you carry all this fuckin
honcho like Eastwood gun in my pancho
Another bad desperado trapped inbetween
the hills and the El Dorados but you can't do that
Welcome
tongue you down to The Drifters
A lil' Isley brothers, a lil' Dru Hill (or maybe some Soul For Real )
Let your body relax underneath my hands (book your
whore, even if she ain't my type
And this song is inspired by Broadway play called Hamilton I saw that changed my life
Right away, so my next move is
Damm Sisqo
Dru hill-in up the block
Hand on my pistol
The first nigga I see I swear I'm let it Go
I was born in the streets homie that's All I know
Remember us from "Tell Me"
And sleeping "In My Bed"
We "Never Made A Promise"
And "Five Steps"
"April Shower" me with love
"So
heal
I write this like new deal
You trynna get my crew killed
They'll snatch his soul like Dru Hill
Have her stomp his ass in new heels
They custom red
class)
Ship sinking fast
(Bon voyage)
See you at the bottom when I spot um
Grab him by the throat and say aaahuuumm I got 'em
What's up my brother?
What's
poles Mountaineers just won by field goals
Makin' them city folks pay the toll This land was paid for by cotton and coal
Way back there in them hills
Like a modern day Nilsson...
Without the tunes
I'll take a dozen of drinks at the old saloon
Rack em' up, knock em' back
Be in bed by noon
Can't
queen
[Chorus: x2]
[Chorus]
Check this out now
Dru Hill said you're sleeping in their bed
Then the twins said you slept with Jagged Edge
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Beauty like Dru Hill but on Capitol
Hill in heels for real
Like soul
More inhabitants than Seoul
Gravitate to you as a whole
Case the joint TKO my ass
If
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