Lyrics:
And we could wait too long
But it's never too late
And if twenty years went by without you
I'd know our feelings wouldn't change
We've got that different
STRESSED OUT TO THE MAXS N NOW IM RELAXED ITS ABOUT TIME UNWIND BLOW MY LOAD lIKE IM BLOWING MY TAXES SMACKING DAT ASS I LOVE IT WHEN U CLIMAX
U KNOW
(Chorus)
All y'all bitches like me I mix the jelly beans with the sprite lean
Talking shit that's likely I know all about you so don't try me
Change
(Chorus)
All y'all bitches like me I mix the jelly beans with the sprite lean
Talking shit that's likely I know all about you so don't try me
Change
Osama did
(I'm really fucked up by a whole lotta shit, I got paranoia
I can't love, I can't trust, shit all I really know foreal, is do drugs, haha)
Wake
you! (Ha ha ha)
I'm George Harrison nobody else has
Said anything yet about
Our fan club secretaries, Ann
Collingham and Bettina Rose
Not to mention
shit more addicting
So I'm thinking maybe we should stop and think
About the ways in which we've put our selves right on the brink
Of like societal
how to love and give all praises to our maker till the earth fall,
Then mama married a muslim when I was 12 and that transition was the worst y'all,
I
when it cries
I watched our love fall apart and demise
Under an army of flies
I watched our love fall apart and demise
Under an army of flies
I watched
don't know when I'm finna reap what I sow
So baby show me all your love before I go
This wasn't 'posed to be no thug song bae
This was 'posed to be our
right what's the point to all this
If someday everything we know and love will just be forgotten
I'm fingers crossed hoping our souls live on
I'm fingers
a bone to pick
You said it then have settle like some grown man shit
Then me and you could talk about our problems couldn't we?
Shoot a fair one
and now my breath is getting shorter
It's about to be our time ima preach it like I told ya
Boutta induce you like a cobra
You about to feel my fangs
more everyday
We talk about love
We talk so pure
We live to be rich
While we ignore the poor
It's all about fame
Blind just the same
Burning our
show 'em how we do, what we do and why
Keep ballin' in our ride, driving show, I pass 'em by
You see our paper, haters hating but it's still all good
years ago
(Talk about hit to your ego)
Don't worry dog I'll bounce back
She always had that bounce back
I wonder if I called her now what'd she say
Goth
Hey Mr. Africa, this joint is headed
Man, I'm glad that beef is debated
I jolt the bullet quick out of the fifty-one six
To hear my Sammy on the mix
to stop this
told them I would do it
I'm not one to talk it
This about profits,
this about stopping
doubt till I unlocked it
until I unlocked it
until I
tries to bring you down
And be your partner for life by your side forever now
I wanna just walk with you talk with you be with you
Kiss you and love you
Ain't no wireless in the hood, so I aint talking about twitter
And I say,
[Chorus]
The run away, the rap around (Rap aight)
You talk, then you
We was faded, faded, you got one thing on your mind
You wanna love me, love me, ooh, only for tonight
Maybe, maybe
When I put you on that hood shit,
puffs of this and you’ll
Be screaming go deeper
No need for a small talk, let’s break the ice
I would love to have sex
But head will suffice i’m tryna get
something special about you
The way you walk
The way you talk
I love it when you smile
You got me thinking
Forever mine
I heard them talking
I was just
Can I talk about BLK WMN
Can I talk about the burdens and how we be swimming in them
Can I talk about how our minds be crowded
And can't cry out for
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