Lyrics:
true reality's a bitch
Stuck in a catagory when your sanity is shit
So, capture my love whenever you feel it
They say thats just mud, he doesn't have
I came back home
Thought it was hate but it was love here along
Watching people you never knew applaud when you perform
thought of quitting but
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
the charges, back to the wall, I fight regardless
Screaming, "Fuck the law," my life is lawless
That's what you call it
Ain't got to be no psychic to see this
Brazilian (Fleek)
Drop top with tinted window (Guwop)
Love when she call me papi
Guess I know how to pick 'em
Even when I was fat
Think I invented
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
And tucking her titties in (uh huh)
I'm walking this biddy in (uh huh)
Caressing her pretty skin
She say- "I love the video that you n PD in" (yeah right)
huh)
And tucking her titties in (uh huh)
I'm walking this biddy in (uh huh)
Caressing her pretty skin
She say- "I love the video that you n PD in"
feeling (get rid of this feeling)
We don't talk all day, but you only love me in the evening (night time)
I don't wanna end up with your friend just so I
alone
Cause that ass so good
I just wanna spend some cash on that ass
Specially when you call me daddy in the bed
Get you right when it's cash in my hand
up plenty
Took the rap game, niggas wanted shit
When you with The Vill, make your ass pay the bill
Hope you niggas die twice when we overkill
Video
flickin' through the pages.
Tough love, tough love.
I call it hatred.
Tough love, tough love.
I call it hatred.
You call it tough love, I call it
a trumpet, is that possible?
Chilly Q, I must be buggin', call a hospital
Horny, a word used by the wind section
If I was a man it would be cause for
could tell by her moaning
In the morning in the morning
I know things could get all crazy
But you made it from the hating
I know, I know
Girl you
by my collar
Like a veteran can't hold me down
Never
But when the end day, they try
It's comedy
Ha ha ha ha ha
David Letterman live in the alley in
you got me
You're not alone
You're not alone
I can't judge you by the way you living
There's was night i was tempted to ask you when can i hit it
Arm just to show you
What Im on
Love story was a one way
Kept my feelings to myself
Some secrets give you hell
You don't really gotta run game
Couple
a long, long time and I never go dey give up on the love
I go buy designer, yeah yeah (yeah, yeah)
Call you my miss malaika, baby (baby)
Anything that
It's the last call for love.
Ooh oh, ooh oh, ooh oh
Ooh oh. It's the last call for love.
Shawty what it do, you know I'm feeling you, but what we're
Jesus has awoken
It's all in the belt buckle
A mansion in that
And if you call shorty, buckle
Just imagine the neck
And the trousers Mugler, the shoes is
Gettin' emotions in all these feelings that you talk about
Go ahead, chalk 'em out
Later on, walk 'em out
Park when it's moments, always a rival
We
Fo' you know it ya noggins split ya bottom teeth is falling out
Got a problem wit partner, I see him in the city and call him out
It wasn't for
Fucking these hoes meant too damn much to you
I just hope up when you fuckin' on a nigga, when you finish
He can say that he love ya
Now do you feel
Uh, uh huh
Gangster
[Verse 1]
I though it was love
Didn't wanna admit that
When I looked back
It was lust
Too bad I had to learn a lesson
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