Lyrics:
on my lamp I'm makin' magic like a genie
I be shining so bright, all my haters want to be me
But I'm way above the clouds so they can't even see me
I'm
a fucking lamp that was hung by someone
And nobody ever will understand
It's not the sun, it's just a lamp
I don't wanna say that I know everything
People
boarded a yacht
Or at the craps table in Vegas
The dealer sayin' how he admirin' my watch
I'm placin' my wager
Don't even care about how much paper I
Two many times I was left out in the cold
Icebox man I feel like my heart too froze
Flow too sick no allergies wipe my nose
Chillin' by myself now
charges left to me by a dead sailor from Bury being wired up under every window sill in close proximity to my ears. When friends ring and are inconvenient
and water do
You're rubbing me the wrong way babe which way am I rubbing you
Only one pine tree sitting in my front yard
Only one pine tree sitting in my
my legs just to look at her tits
Said she came out lookin' for some fun
Looked me in my eyes and told me...I was the one
I said "Why?", she said I
up niggas
Let 'em all in, bet 'em all in
Put me in the jungle, I get us all minks
Don't play with my wave
Know what, let 'em all sink
I don't
Bobby's goin Digital
Hoverin the city inside the Wonder Woman's invisible jet
Clouded by the Meth we move undetected
in secret society sects,
a fed in training you is a police
Every time I roll you know its a stogie, I'm shooting my shot, rip kobe
I made a decision I trap by my lonely, I'm
Proud of my last name
Never show a sign of shame
Daddy taught me that
Dawn will get oil off your hands
Diesel takes care of the rest
It don't matter what
the Great Depression, bitch, we all poor
Stuck in my polio chair, FDR style
George W. Bush type shit, I'm oil hostile
Jimmy Carter look like a ghost
Bill
hollow tips by my side?
Why these ain't got wings but they easy to let fly?
I ain't gotta be covered in oil so I can slide nigga
(I ain't gotta be covered
her hair
She got in her bag she can to it by herself
You a fucc nigga,
She can do it by herself
She can do it by herself
You a fucc nigga
She can do
the winter
Of the long hot summer
Somewhere in the desert
We raised the oil pressure
And waited for the weather
To get much better
For the new wind
my campaign and get me elected in the first place
There's no limit
So there's none. So I can be totally funded by oil and gas
I can be totally funded
let me hold ya by ya shoulders
Then you can take it like that
I knew you was a champ girl got your leg
On the dresser kickin' the lamp girl
Run
are my help salvation's my shield
Your help it has made me great
And by your right hand my life is sustained
In broad paths my feet will stay
My ankles
increases, to home it belongs
I want land, mansions, banks and gold
The diamonds in Africa, oil in my control
The world's natural resources, all it's residuals
Yeah!
It's the brother feelin fly (brothers feelin fly)
You got commercial records, no monies in your wack pockets
You get jerked, my
the deal?
Tell me how you feel
Could it be me?
Like the ice on my wrist, it's like kick on my hip
Mac in my lips, armor oil on my whip
Butter on my shrimp
you come in
He is not my servant he is brother and friend
whom I have chosen he is the one
The one I love and whom I am pleased I will send my spirit
and banking snow
Summer nights the lights were low
The amber lamp’s the only glow
And it breaks my heart to picture a brand new start
Oh, I hate this feeling
April, May, June, that's the color of my hometown
Y'all can find me chillin' in my garden, lying facedown
Or maybe with my baby by the lake,
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