Lyrics:
many clouds' up in that sky
And though you'd like to drink them dry
It's not a good idea to try
All that just keeps flooding by
Pick just one cloud
Got to get this pedigree
I'm who I pretend to be
In my twisted fantasy
Another springtime passes by
Magnolia, you evade my love
Gin in my cup, can I
my number one girl
Always makin time for you
I'ma tell you one time
(girl I love, girl I love you)
I'ma tell you one time
(girl I love, girl I love
run my numbers up
By any means
Don't believe don't talk to me
I won't let you kill my dreams
Blind at first I couldn't see
Shitted on
It stuck wit me
Yeah, it's time to wake up
Wake up and cake up
It's 187.4 FM on your dial
The number 1 station via satellite, CD, radio and your stereo
my whole career for five years
As if he wasn't taking money from out my advance
I got out by a chance
Them nights was like the Superbowl watching
Under Thatcher's unfeeling guidance the scenario is one year early.
With the cold mechanism of the pin ball arcade
We're flicked around as numbers by
nothin'
Thoughts are obscene, I was raised in a dungeon
Sauce in the street, Super Saiyan how I'm comin'
I blossom with ease, while you stay with
* first single; send corrections to the typist
[Intro]
[DJ Petey Pablo]
Lets take some calls from the request line, caller number 1
[Caller
Hey lover
I'm coming over
What's your apartment number down in Rover?
I got some lemon and the gin
Knock, knock, let me in
Our bodies pressed
Hey lover
I'm coming over
What's your apartment number down in Rover?
I got some lemon and the gin
Knock, knock, let me in
Our bodies pressed
Ladies and gentlemen
This is Mambo Number Five
One, two
Three, four, five
Everybody in the car
So come on, let's ride
To the liquor store around
Woke up one morning out some bomb ass cot
My dick kinda limp so I cruise around the block
Call my cousin Snoop as I swoop in the Coupe
Stop by my
Woke up one morning out some bomb ass cot
My dick kinda limp so I cruise around the block
Call my cousin Snoop as I swoop in the Coupe
Stop by my
People come and people go like the wind
Wassup with these niggas dawg I ain't your twin
I'm tryna go number one while I'm here
I'm tryna make me a B in
closing shop
Got the mindset to be big, and that could never change
Wanna be iced out
New drips and new chains
And I'ma get at, everything I want, by all
this case ricket
Kety-tin you'll notice cropping up from time to time, running through, I might add, interminable verses. the large number of verses
Your piss is like a river
Its scent is beer and gin
Your hell is in the summer
And you blossom in the spring
September is your purgatory
Christmas
rappers overdue I'm like his hated
Bet you bottom dollar
You could place a wager, won't be saved by the bell
You an AC skater
Mirror mirror on the wall tell
under condition, let it
Escape by morning shots, rhymes
Have risen our right to blossom
Charge the harvest I plot, accounts
Be dysentery, none of them
Ill
as I see it, umpire
We major league never minor in nothing
All my dimes pulling up by the dozen
All day my phone stay buzzin'
Jordan need all these
short like a
Pack of Newport's I pray on
The lord to, get some respect
By watching y'all fail I know
That I'm next, I'm taking another
Root so I won't be
upon us who moved hip hop changed it up and made it blossom
You thought that I forgot the LL Cool J's, the Diddy's
Big Sean, Pun, DMX, Cube, Nicki, Slick
[Manny Fresh]
I told ya fuckin' ass I be back
In a brand new Fleetwood Cadillac
License plate say money makin' nigga fa sho
Chillin' by ya boy house
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