Lyrics:
on my shirt?
Another night and another girl
Well, I taste so good, you knew I would
So who's keeping score on who is a whore?
With you by my side, that
or behind me
Down the center we score your slide
Won't someone tell me why the hell we try to cover it up
Oh god, there's got to be another way
Some
na, don't need this no more
Na na na na na na, I could change the score
Na na na na na na, don't need this no more
Na na na na na na, I could
and I was on the telephone
Telling you to come home and settle the score
Didn't I try and tell you of passing time
And unsaid goodbyes
sitting in
trill-ass niggas in this motherfucker
Yeah, nigga, y'all know the motherfucking score, y'all non-snorters
Non-smokers, non-sippers, get the fuck up out
with these niggas (yeah)
We see 'em, we punchin' them niggas (yeah)
We uppin' the score on these niggas (yeah)
Go out the back door on that nigga (out
knows the score
And they're knocking at your door
Let 'em knock some more
They're saying you need a little protection
But following the leader
Gonna
many lies
That i've quit keeping score
I wouldn't trust my eyes
If you came walking through that door
Cause I just don't believe me anymore
I told my
love buggin' out, hit the target blindfolded
Electorial college devoted
To hit the score, to write the score, that's not a metaphor
Raging against
and more)
I know one song's not enough to settle scores (not enough to settle scores)
But from the bottom of my heart
Man, I hope you're getting yours
trill-ass niggas in this motherfucker
Yeah, nigga, y'all know the motherfucking score, y'all non-snorters
Non-smokers, non-sippers, get the fuck up out
the queen
And you think the score's set but you can't truly see
Til you know the two sides of Monsieur Valentine
Til you know the two sides of Monsieur
no
I don't want to grow up
I just want my Taco Bell
Chorus
No more science, history
English is just Greek to me
I don't want to know my score
Take me
Mexican Caravan
South of
South of the Rio Grande
Take me to that amigo town
Where I can score some of that heroin brown
Take me
Mexican
the scores
The human interest stories, and the obituary
Oh yeah, cockroach naps and rattling traps
How many devils can you fit upon a match head?
on tight
Now that's the score
So can you see the light
Yeah
Turn it up
Yeah
Come on
We started right
So posse hold on tight
Now that's
at it again
Tryin' to beat my high score since the age of ten
See my high score flashes on the back glass
I was malcontented Doug in gifted class
Now
it
When it comes to love
I'm the best
Do you really think you could get by this
Now if your score's not too high
Don't feel like you're
deceiver.
The liar, the patriot.
Counting the lies and keeping the score.
The score.
Look at the light based on faith that deserts you.
You are the hunted,
could you feel so threatened
By someone you like to ignore
We all know you see me
And please believe me
When you see the score
Look a little closer (look
up the score and I still win (ha)
I swear I'm that nigga without it (let's go)
He touch me, he gon' die on the scene
I'ma pay me a lawyer and sit in
and more,
Save the world, high score, high score,
You live your life, behind the wall,
You got no life, not at all.
Be my baby, I ain't gonna cry
Another night, another score
I'm jaded, bottles breaking
You're only happy when I'm wasted
I point my finger but I just can't place it
Feels like I'm
thoughts is deep like Tone Loc
Walk with me like old folk, cross your street a score's goaled
I don't rap, I hockey rink, cause my flow is so cold
I am
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