Lyrics:
to no good
We flip flop and serve hoes like flap jacks
(Snoop: But we don't love them hoes) Bitch, and it's like that
This is what you look for in a ho
Three shots upon the sky
Three bluebirds flying by
Three sons remind me why
I ended up in Crown Heights
Where's my confidence?
You know you
of the darkest Guinness with an Irish heart
Three passports, one of them red, two of them blue
Lived Finsbury, and Stock Newington too
'Bout to witness the rise
maybe?"
Please be his ex and be my bride
Don't blame it on yourself, sweet thing, you tried
Love you claimed to share just wasn't there
You're too good for
on the psychiatric couch
He said, "Tell me about it"
Well, the whole thing started at 3 o'clock fast
It was all over by quarter past
I was down in the sewer with
nothing without you
I know better now
And I've had a change of heart
I'd rather have bad times with you, than good times with someone else
I'd rather
departs
And ain’t no motherfucker that can tear it apart
You feel me? It’s the beat of the heart: Pulse
One man. One man. Can’t fuck a good thing up.
One
the best I could
But (you make me smile)
What's your addiction? Is it money? Is it girls? Is it weed?
I've been afflicted by not one, not two, but all
sees in him
'Cause she's a good girl with a sweet heart
But they've both got demons and a deep past
You know opposites attract, apparently
I never
among the fortunate few
Whose affections can make each other's hearts flutter?
It's a good thing
More Love in the World is a good thing
The more you
from the Eastside of the city
Where things are known to go down
Spit a round with my lyrics
I’m hitting it from the ground
Let me pound
Barney Artist rep
understand what it means to be black?
I have my man the Notorious B.I.G in the back
I go by the name of the Puff Daddy
But check this shit out
Four, five
control
He wants the heart that seeks to know
The One to come has been revealed
The signs fulfilled
Our fates are sealed by faith
A descendant of Abram
believe
At 9 o'clock, I saw her
By 10, I had her number
11's when I called her
At 12 o'clock, it happened, I gotta blame
Midnight, I was caught up
It's
pie, apple kisses
Everything is cool
It brings a flash to my heart just the thought of you
Plethora of euphoria in everything you do
Any place
me about it
Well, the whole thing started at three o'clock fast
It was all over by quarter past
I was down in the sewer with some little lover
When I
sober-minded
Might spend it overnight with this girl I met just like three seconds ago
But I'm in my head, not letting her know that
I get along real good by
thirty-five years overdue. And you know the funny thing, all these I.O.U's are owed to one person and I kinda felt like that maybe now would be a pretty good
Notes by the layers, true fucking players)
Miss guarded heart, Miss Independents
I knew you way before you became Miss Valents
I was Mr. Apprehensive
One
A cold beer's got twelve ounces
A good truck's got maybe three hundred thousand
You only get so much until it's gone
Duracells in a Maglite
something
Wana marry you m3ny3 long thing
Sweetie bra oo
Odo yewu bra na mafe wo oo
Bra y3ntena,s3 wate
M3se wo hemaa
Me nny3 wo minpena
Br3 aa mee
forgiveness, they go and see the Pope
Cross my heart, hope to die, Lord knows I seen the dope
Cross my heart, hope to die, Lord knows I seen the go
It's
nothing without you
I know better now
And I've had a change of heart
I'd rather have bad times with you, than good times with someone else
I'd rather
got used to,
prayin' that they watching out for me like it's YouTube,
puzzled cause I'm down my 3 lucks where it's Blue's Clue, like who's who?
never
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