Lyrics:
disrespected, you gon' regret it
She go to work as a porn star
I go to work when the phone call
Got an apartment and foreign car
She can take orders when I'm in
the dance of the tarantula
The only thing standing in the here after
Is the fifty foot woman, Giganta
And Im ready to plant her
She's the receiver, ready
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
Not For Sale/Natural Beauty
By: Shauna Mckenzie, Jerome Campbell, Patrice Barte-Williams, cndre Morris
(Verse)
cint built like a super model
No
She bangs, she bangs
I'm wasted by the way
She moves, she moves
No one ever looked so fine
She reminds me that a woman got one thing on her mind
Talk
see"
The very last step that she went in
She's waded to her chin
And in the deepest part of the Clyde water
She found sweet William in
"Oh, you have
Indian passport
She wanna know ma passcode
Possessed by sex demon
I think she needs a paster
Always on her instagram like she famous
But I won’t ever wife
it, I need it, yeah
Yeah, she turns me on
Alright, hold tight
I'm a highway star
Nobody gonna take my head
Now that I'm on the road again
She looks like a, she looks like a
She looks like a, she looks like a
She looks like a movie star (What the deal? What the deal?)
Like
shine you shine, shine
Aiyo, my life's like a movie good role so far
Stick to the script you could be my co star
I got a glow par, she'll be in the Solar
bright star that sticks out of the crowd
Look at the star in the night sky, it's all alone but it still shines bright
She's by herself with no one around
doesn't
Well that's alright
She's going to meet up with her girls
Out there by the bandstand
Listen to some country music like a Country fan
She loves
an all-star line up
Like none I'd ever seen
Roger Miller opened the show with Bob Wills and his Texas Playboys
Followed by Webb Pierce followed by Hawkshaw
William Harrison had one, Henry was his middle name
John Tyler, did he have one? No
Though, Knox was James Polk's
Zachary Taylor didn't
Millard Fillmore,
me
We've come a long way since H.O.C. (watch)
I live by the beat, I die by the beat, since 1990, I (I)
Live by the beat, I die by the beat, like
just disillusioned
I'm a twentieth century man but I don't want, I don't want to be here
My mama said she can't understand me
She can't see my
just disillusioned
I'm a twentieth century man but I don't want, I don't want to be here
My mama said she can't understand me
She can't see my
a track star
Also she a champ too (I said)
Come let me get you
An LSU girl
Got so many things got an angel on me
(Gaddamn)
That girl ain't a flaw she
a track star
Also she a champ too (I said)
Come let me get you
An LSU girl
Got so many things got an angel on me
(Gaddamn)
That girl ain't a flaw she
wait for the day that I retire
Ridin' in these jets I be takin' all these flights
You thought it was the stars it's my diamonds shining bright
When she's
I got a feelin nigga wit it ? and my money be da root.
Look up at da stars, she like "Honey where da roof?"
Pull up in a Dawes ?, canaries ? dey go
Fucking chair yeah
All is fair in love and War
Even lies even lies
Karma knocking at the door
Let me in as she cries
Let me know if it's my time
I'm
I could tell by your dress code you extra hoe
I guess the rap game's 'bout
Who flex the most
All these funny niggas with cloudy
Jewelry at these
Stressed out pour up a pink
Blessed I came out looking like this
Outside I wasn't back by six
She's feeling the kid it's all in my peripheral
Double
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