Lyrics:
ain't crazy to me
Pop her cherry while she popping the clutch
My god she already gave me top in the trunk
Speeding by but the haters not learning
See me
whip like it's cursive
And I got this hugger in me
Now I'll be juggling beats
I'm on the road every week
I pull the trigger and squeeze
Hit you like
[Starang]
Me and my crew ride up and down St. James like a pack of great danes
Ain't shit changed, see y'all niggas take your gold frames
Spit in your
mausberg & james debarge)
What, I'ma
(change the game)
Betcha' money I'ma
(change the game)
Yeah nigga, I'ma
(change the game)
Me and quik about to do it
more small, it would be Moore's Law
From the land of the po' where we war Saw
From the hand of a pro to whore jaw
Make a stand to the store till
the infrared beam
Something similar to a Roger Moore scene
That's James Bond, 007, with guillotine
To keep the Hit Squad hype to fly heads like the A-Team
outside
Know it's dropping
Danny Ferry far away
Sail in Dock It
GDAY patty mills
Down under by 3
Please pass it to me
Get them coins
Mario Ellie
Tony Parker
but that's ok
And any fucking way
I could just go away
But, never led astray
It's all just bout a gate
It's all just bout a gait
So if it's walk,
heart and take me home
A wish and a prayer won't get me there tonight
Longing to hold you
Kristina, take me away
Take me away with you
Kristina,
me away far from this world
Take me away far from this world
Set your fears aside
We'll travel back in time
When dinosaurs ruled
The land and not by
first and foremost I gotta start with the kids
Wouldn't make it far as I did without Zari and Riz
My favorite girls, y'all take away the weight
and you carry it for me
I will lay it at your feet, take this pain from me
Your burden is light and your yoke is easy
You lift the weight and you carry it
it helps me clear my head
Mr. James says
Ten years ago I was rich man
Well I had a corporate office
You know that down on 17th and Main
Ladies and gentlemen
It's your boy Snatch Moore in the building
Royal clan records
I got my homeboy right here riding with me
And we 'bout to make
(yes I am)
Whatever it takes to make this thing work we gonna
Whatever it takes to make this thing work we gonna
There's a spy by my window (yup)
smile of my lover
I dressed her and I kissed her
Fled with little delay before the ambulance
Arrived to take my baby away"
"Down to St james Infirmary
away
On some country road you'd play
“Mockingbird” over and over again
For me and Ben in your Datsun 210
It's okay to like James Taylor
How sweet it
"Gen’lmen, we just havin’ church
Here" Six words which - directed at me and
A fellow soul buff at the Full
Gospel Tabernacle church by it's chuckling
piece that blew my mind away
My baby left a note on the refrigerator door
I don't know if I'm gonna cry a little bit moore
She's gone and left me she met
You mean so much to me
But it’s easy, you will see
That we could run away
And together
Driving in the memory of our glory days
We would take the bend
Yo Robotnik, you can't stop me
I'm on top of my game like the score be
I'm racking up the rings, like ornamental bling
The power boost it brings,
Verse 1:
Check it, I catch more heat than a histitic jew
You catch two thumbs down like a Matty Rich movie review
Your individuality is missing like
gotta love me
You can take me out the ghetto, but you can't take it from me
Gotta love it
[Chorus: Rick James, (Backup singers)]
(Talkin' 'bout
please wash these lames away
And ironically, that's the name of my song
That's gold with no fuckin' radio play
Now it's back to the topic
Let me hit you
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