Lyrics:
And she might be the one to turn a church boy into the devil's son
And I'm ready, she's willing, feeling like a dream but you know I'm really living
This
I'm a little tired and feeling hazy
I just need to rest my eyes
But I won't go to sleep because it's crazy
What happens to me in the night
'Cause
need a hero
Is it you?
I never see the forest for the trees
I could really use your melody
Baby I'm a little blind
I think it's time for you to find me
The ones that stood by me like soldiers
You were there
I know you love me
But I'm still waiting for the Lord to come hug me
Send a sign or somethin'
the drawers, I never drop the pistol
But I drop the clip, and pull out a new clip
I'm not 'bout that lip, bap-bap, no body exam
And you see the flag, it's red
Now I'm just sitting here at this red light with my emergency brake on
The wheels spinnin', whip looking like it got new skates on
I'm talking 9.8
home?
I mean, it ain't what I can do, it what I will do,
And attitude is everything, you know what I'm sayin'
I mean, a chick who ask for nothing will
baby love me baby
Shake me like a monkey baby
Forever I'm yours yours yours
Yeah forever I'm
I, I, I
Can't stop thinking about you
Yeah yeah
Uh-huh, you know where I'm taking this
I'm taking it right there, they leave me no choice
She said she was a model for a year and a half
And if
She stole my heart
She ran away
Now I'm heartless
So f*** her anyway
We got along
She got away
The price is wrong
But she gotta pay
We used
She stole my heart
She ran away
Now I'm heartless
So fuck her anyway
We got along
She got away
The price is wrong
But she gotta pay
We used
on the piano)
I concede probably I'm hellbound
A bon vivant as you can see
A lust for life as big as me!
A gift for living well
But enough about me! Raise your
barrettes
Let the beretta blow you die slow
While I smoke on chron-ic
Try to throw salt homie like dry
Sweat gun powder flow through triceps
I'm more advanced
the jammy in the
Trunk or in the lamby
Put my whole borough on my back and I'm gooda
I don't wanna hear what you would
What you coulda
I represent all
I'm possessed by evil demons that
Torture me while I'm sleeping
I keep dreaming of death and
I'm hearing people screaming
The devil's spirit's
this
Like "aw shit! Look at
His stones they flawless"
And the bitch that I'm with she gorgeous
I see your giant money, mine's enormous
Don't even trip,
the shit out they bosses
Ferrari, I'm stronger than 500 horses
Money is power, you niggas better wake up
My ear rings blinking
That's old shit from Jacob
Add
Pull up in the monster, automobile gangsta
With a bad bitch that came from Sri Lanka
Yeah, I'm in that Tonka, color of Willy Wonka
You could be
to call
It ‘Theraflu’ i’m calling
The song this…" And then people are
Like, "oh, he changed the song to this"
And then that’s
What it is, because when I did
passed down (bitch)
Every now and then, on the Act, wow
Maybe sing a little, bitch, I'm act wild
Bitches rubbing on me like a frat child
On London town,
screaming daddy come get it
The dream gods tell me twice
I be right in it shorty wetter than a pool
I dive up in it like I'm swimming (splash)
Knocking
When I'm drinkin' Cristal
Start thinkin' 'bout Al
Bacardi coverin' my body at the
Wink and a smile bag a hottie or two
Cause butter shotties for you
I
a nigga trying to get back
Where he used to be
Now I got to go and get disrespectful
All 'cause niggas ain't recognizing
That I'm the one
Knowing if I see
mind state that I'm in?
I been tryin', but it seems that I can't win
I've fallen and I can't get up
And the homies that was my homies went and set
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