Lyrics:
But when the time was right, the flowers grew
But they were made of silk and sequins, two by two.
I traveled 'round the world to find the sun.
I
dress you up in silk so fine
Down by the Greenwood side, oh
Oh, mother dear, when we were dying
Oh, the rose and the linsey, oh
You did not treat us then
a gal by the cut o' her clothes
And you'll stand out, in buttons and bows.
I'll love you in buckskin
Or skirts that you've homespun
But I'll love
a gal by the cut o' her clothes
And you'll stand out, in buttons and bows.
I'll love you in buckskin
Or skirts that you've homespun
But I'll love
on the body of a real woman
And that's bae, tell by how you looking you ain't even bout to play
And I ain't playing either get them panties out the way
Baby
be long 'til
Im caught in your web of love
You're closing in like a tarantula
The silk bed you spun
Has got me twisted by your sweet venom
Your
I wish I woke up in Milan
Draped in silk Louis Vuitton
Worthlessly gilded by the sun
Then I'd be someone
I wish I drove a new Mulsanne
Or drank
that's what I like, that's what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like
the lavender room
Make love in the mornings
And in the afternoons
Red hot sun, white umbrella shade
Silks and linens laid by chambermaids
We'll close up
Break them bowls out the box, u know we rolling up the shake/ even moving snow flakes, long live pushing weight/meeting papi at the docks, silk
Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that's what I like,
[Silk]
Yo Kl, what the motherfucking deal nigga
Fuck you make some shit like this for
This shit too motherfucking hard
We just goin' put this
and enjoy the living rooms
By the lifeguard station by the coral reefs
Hallelujah, heaven, hell and all in between
There's no clothes to wear
And there's
the whip long
Designed for rhyme crime, nigga, jail time jiggas
Them niggas up in hype Vigors lighting niggas
Silks Wally wear Figaro chain, yeah
Jakes
the whip long
Designed for rhyme crime, nigga, jail time jiggas
Them niggas up in hype Vigors lighting niggas
Silks Wally wear Figaro chain, yeah
Jakes
I was sittin' by the bank on a hollow stump
When I thought I heard me a bullfrog jump
Turned around and sure enough there
He sat
He said excuse me,
a gal by the cut o' her clothes
And you'll stand out, in buttons and bows.
I'll love you in buckskin
Or skirts that you've homespun
But I'll love
(Beautiful)
(You silk when you covering how you feel yea)
(You silk when you covering how you feel)
You silk when you covering how you feel
Sulk in such amounts
drop
Niggas switched up, flip flop
Showing fake love, threw salt
Wilx like Silk, Oh it ain't my fault
Wilx like silk, got game for a lame
Wilx want
the scene by heart
Raeleigh
Pull me closer through your silk screen
She's stuck on something but it ain't me
There's roadmaps, there's bulletins, there's
lovers entwined in the night
Bathing their hearts in silk
Soft as a breeze
She gives me the chills in this warm bed
I thought life would give me some sense
of stray thoughts
Yet digging deeper for a treasure long since sought
Gilded eyes uncovering a clearing in the woods
Where a breeze as gentle as a silk clad
applying pressure
Show you that I'm silk, these other niggas polyester
Saying MashAllah 'cause the way that God blessed her
I know martial arts, girl let's
the River Bollin, nestled and surrounded by
The soggy weaving Cheshire hills it breaks the local stereotype
This English working-class vibe, a tight nit
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