Lyrics:
a dream
Only a dream
Knocked me off of my feet
Down in New Orleans we were dancing in the street
And the big band kept on playing
Bonaparte's
Its me, the brand new intelligent black woman why-O-why-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made
Its me, the brand new intelligent black woman why-O-why-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made
Its me, the brand new intelligent black woman why-O-why-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made
You know 'cause, I waited a long time for this, you know
And ah, now that you're finally here,
Let me see what I wanna do
Right about six in
tight topbond number one
No suffering no hunger girl with you by my side
So make yah call me dondada
Pack you so hard now you know me don packer
Sai girl
the bag, then you gotta move your feet
Niggas talk about they problems, what that gotta do with me
I been in the mountains with the plug in Tennessee
I can't
You can't walk a mile in my shoes, calluses on my feet
You don't wanna go to war, you can't see us in these streets
You don't want war, we'll break your
young
You've got your white songs pulled up to your knees and say
The night has just begun
Sweet sweet nights when we danced in the dark
Feet sliding
when you sing it girl
Under the moonlight, you are made for me
Take me up, and then’ knock me down
Don’t wanna feel my feet, don’t wanna touch
It's all over you with your copies
And then I no dey care why you push your buttons
We we we up in a re up
Re me me me plus 6 there are two Bros
They
but Brown V fueled this
Flame that's now, grown into a sun
Now this time there's hope whenever I look up, ugh!
Old habits die hard, but never six feet
non-linear
Convoluted storytelling
Name some names
Amigo
Hey
Can you hear me
This is my voice
So
When I was young
I was
Obsessed with soccer
It was
ain't got lie that's fuck up but imma see you later
I smoke more weed than an average person so imma have to face her
She ain't tell me her name so I have
nigga trying to diss me, huh
Told her six feet, baby
Stack, back it up
Stack it up, stack it up, back it up
Stack it up
Six feet, uh
Stand out my money,
my shoes
And you're moving too slow
For these burning feet
I got to move
Burning feet
Need a cool groove
Burning feet
Win or lose
Looking
me
It tastes so sweet to trust in Jesus
Just to take him by his word
And I can say that cause
I know what you promised
See his word on my mind
I keep
lately
6 months until I bring a baby
To a war torn atmospheric explained to her what happened here
Where were you the day the world fell
When you whole
an reminisce
Put it on me
It make me pop by steal a kiss
Put it on me
Baby you the one I'm fucking with
Yeah!
Stuck with you girl you know its love in the air
he
Tapped me
And knocked me off my feet
One little touch
Now my life's complete 'cause when he
Nudged me
Love put me in a fix, yes it
Hit me
Just like
Most fucked up I ever been, walking like a penguin
Homie thinks that he fresh but he ain't 4D
He bout nine by six hundred I'm a 4k screen
Real life 2K
at attention
No I don't know
Why you're doin this to me
Standing on the edge
And watching my life flash by
Standing on the edge
She's lookin' right through
passed out on the floor again
You rolled me back on my side
I woke up at quarter ten
Didn't sleep I think that I died
Doctors say that I'm manic
Rehabs
strangles me
I taste the tears of sweet indulgence, pain and fantasy
Oh, the visions inside my head
The emptiness will haunt you
Sanity is slowly slipping
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