Lyrics:
a flake like corn, and I was born not to understand
By letting her pass I proved to be a better man
She keeps on passing me by (passing me by)
She
a flake like corn, and I was born not to understand
By letting her pass I proved to be a better man
She keeps on passing me by (passing me by)
She
of times, did right, you know what I mean?
But they can't hurt us man, we gon' do it
Get up in this ring man put on these gloves
Let me show how to handle
of times, did right, you know what I mean?
But they can't hurt us man, we gon' do it
Get up in this ring man put on these gloves
Let me show how to handle
cold (let go)
It's a woman's world, that's why I'm chose (and I know)
And it shows
If it's a man's world (if it's a man)
Then why'd you leave me in
you're holdin' a grudge
Try to take 'em when you get the gun and load
And the slug check ya low when I bust
Come to show you no love
Uh, fuck with me
uh
Man see I remember when I was like fifteen years old and my dad took me to the studio--
I know this is random I'm just trying to take you guys
money go stupid
I'm good in the hood like kool- aid
I don't play by the rules yeah
I been acting like I'm boosie
Thick baby show me that booty
White girl
(on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
Turn table let's bless me on my stereo
Play my favorite song on my stereo
Like
leavin' so soon
Oh, St. Teresa, higher than the moon
Reach down for the sweet stuff, when she looks at me
I know any man sees you like I see
Follow down
you a young man with so many reasons why
There but for fortune, may go you or go I -- you and I.
Show me the whiskey stains on the floor,
Show me
four, man jump out, one by one
Go ghost, go ghost
Go ghost on me, they don't wanna hit the road for me
So go, go ghost on me, ghost on me, ghost on
Said they wanna ban my tunes like Banton
But they can't ban me, I'll ban them (nah, yeah)
No, they can't tan me, man'll just tan them (wah? Yeah)
daddy (sponsor)
It can be a fucking homicide, it can even be a suicide
I'ma kill a nigga by a gun, or even by a fucking knife
Nikiwa show man I'm killin'
to see me by myself
But I get to the show and rhyme over myself
A couple dudes get to rappin' too
And they're sayin' my words, just displaying
can't rob me
No when I'm in the rave, blud
You can't stop reloads holding your phone
Perfecting your pose to get your
Belt buckle on show
You man need
to our little plan
And fuck the money
Just keep my little man?
(By your side)
And show 'em there's hope
And he gon' think he knows it's going
But
and from you hear me after
You know me and you have seen Him
Phillip said to Him Lord show us the father
He's the way
The truth and the life
No man
know?
They, they talking that
That gangsta shit
They ain't about that
Man, matter of fact
Hand me my strap
Show me where they at
I'll stop 'em
just to show you that I can
Patty Cake Patty Cake
Ima take your man
Ima take your man just to show you that I can
Patty Cake Patty Cake
Ima take your man
(Stylish cool c-List)
Life na turn by turn
If you find your own
Then I find my own ei show
Life Na turn by turn
If you find your own
Then I
a chance
To show you that I'm better then that boy you call your man
You all alone so could you spot me for the dance
You acting grown and I could tell by
a chance
To show you that I'm better then that boy you call your man
You all alone so could you spot me for the dance
You acting grown and I could tell by
to dance for me, yeah
(Just to show me)
I need you to dance for me, yeah
(Just to show me)
Fly you out to France for me, yeah (Show me)
Just to see you dance
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