Lyrics:
play wit my heat I was waitin to bust (fuck that)
And I say, fuck the police they better take me in cuffs (til I go)
Cause I'm in, love wit the streets
you'll stain the carpet
And by the way, have you got a dollar?
Oh, no, man, I haven't got the time-time
Too busy sucking on a ding-dong
She's busy
you'll stain the carpet
And by the way, have you got a dollar?
Oh, no, man, I haven't got the time-time
Too busy sucking on a ding-dong
She's busy
you'll stain the carpet
And by the way, have you got a dollar?
Oh, no, man, I haven't got the time-time
Too busy sucking on a ding-dong
She's busy
she was clearly hijacked
In too much emotional pain for conversation
Said, "Debbie, drop me off"
And from that point on, I don't think I ever heard
can invent some sort of like Twitter situations
That everybody decides that Jim Jones Should talk to me (everybody Jones, Everybody Jones)
Oh my God, Oh
you're hungry for!
And she says "let me think,
What's left in our refrigerator?"
I said well, there's tuna, I know
She said "That went bad a week ago!"
I
ain't talking sports
When I say it's your hoop that I Wanna slam dunk in
Now she finally brings up her man
Fully his girl that I'm tryna have Fun with
Yeah it's pretty cool
Alright but that was hot
But when you go from that to lyin'
'bout been sponsored by a condom packet
It's safe to say your career's
the ship sinkin', I'm Leonardo
She know me from the rap game, only 'cause I half bang, and I used to run them corners
Hot summers with an eighth up on us
She told me once if I did it again
She's gonna put me on the shelf
She went out last night with all of her friends
They didn't call on anyone else
yesterday but still I had to let her pass
She keeps on passing me by
She keeps on passing me by
(Nevertheless, I'll say it again)
She keeps on passing
yesterday but still I had to let her pass
She keeps on passing me by
She keeps on passing me by
(Nevertheless, I'll say it again)
She keeps on passing
damn day
Nigga, there's a will, there's a way
Shit, I'm tryna hit a lick right quick
No shit, that's what everybody say
She 'bout to take a trip real
beside Meek's personal stylist, Sade
Who tells me
That Meek rarely wears the same shoes twice
Anymore especially his Timberlands, she says
Which are "one
I wanna talk about the baby, you, me, Jason, all of that
I've been feeling like I need to get my aura back
I used to be so fucking confident
But
you rather be wandering, Jim?
With a head that’s so wooden? Do ponder it, Jim
I heard the voice of Madonna say “Pick up the pace”
(I say “the voice
anything.||Some say be this way will kill me,|But she already has.|I'm just a ghost among the living,|No soul, just bones and flesh.|Yeah, she used to be my only
that I scribbled out
But you just tore away the page and ripped the picture out
Because I love you I can't kill myself
She say I'll have to wait for
never know a long life is a luxury
Tread marks on their bodies as I drive away
Then I remember that I never even made them say
Tell me that you die
to
Play wit my heat I was waitin to bust
(fuck that) and I say
Fuck the police they better take me in cuffs
(til I go) cause I'm in
Love wit the streets yea
stone me
They're gonna say, "You're trying to be
Like Barack's wife look at her
She's sitting down and peeing like that
You trying to be like Michelle"
own
Eviction notice came in so we trapped out at our home
If I say that's my brother then he loyal to the code
Told her if she wanna stay she gotta play
Tell her that I miss her...
Lord, Tell her that I'm okay but, there ain't a day that goes by, I could lie and try to say I don't miss her,
My heart still
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