Lyrics:
that's right sugar love
Come on
[Chorus: Willie Cottrell]
Josephine, the times are getting tough
Seems to me, you just wont get enough
The rain,
I'll break a bitch
Make her pay the whole meter
Suckers, all they rap about is weed
It get deeper
Let's talk about your dead homies
Too much bread on me
to marry
Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry
Ah yeah, why it's Cindy, all good, ah
Ah
Ah, yeah
Ah, give it Dennis
Walk and talk to Susie
See that's a little Don Juan game
All across your chest like Sean John's name
Niggas tryna figure out since Kan' came
Who the rookie of the year:
Me
by the door
If you're taking something, you should always leave a little more
Handwrite all your thank you cards, have that talk that feels too hard
I
I'll pull up
Don't talk to me crazy
I'll pull up
Don't talk to me crazy
Cuz I'll pull up
Don't talk to me crazy
I'll pull up
Don't talk to me
Talk back, shake that ass, damn
I don't have my conscience inside me
You keep it locked up
It's locked up
Where's key
Yeah, we can talk love like you
to know how does the song go
Come hear Uncle John's band by thriver side
Got some thing's to talk about
Here beside the rising tide
Come here Uncle
JayQ The Legend “Body Talk” Raw Feat. HoodCelebrityy
By “JayQ The Legend” © ™️
VERSE1
TELL ME WHY U GOTTA ASK FOR. Twice!
BOUGHT U EVERYTHING U
who's crazy? (Talk to em Mary)
Cause that's the way you're making me feel
(They feel you, they feel you)
I'm just trying to live right
(Why wouldn't you)
a little too far. This is John we're talking about!
He's not capable of the things you're accusing him of. So why don't we just relax and make some good,
Got a young chick from the hood, south side
Pops never let her outside
Nigga knew the type of shit she was up against
Little did he know the shit
make me
I been poor, it won't break me
You're so caught up on material shit
We both knowing that you can't even get
'Cause all she ever talks about
Matter of fact, give me your toys, I'm adding that to the collection
I just did a show and got it lit ya little nigga
And my freestyles killing your
know math was in me
For the past half a century
Now do the knowledge how the
Real writers do it
Cause I want the smoke, charcoal
And lighter fluid
Talk
Girl I see you when you walk by
You be so fine
Let me talk to you
Girl I see you when you walk by
You be so fine
Let me talk to you
Ey let me
above
And just a little talk with Jesus makes me whole
(Now let )
Us have a little talk with Jesus
(Let us)
Tell Him all about our troubles
(He
I don't do small talk
I do pounds and kilos, ounces
I don't do small talk
And they wanna put me in their system,
You can't put me in four walls
Got
above
And just a little talk with my Jesus made me whole
Have a little talk with Jesus tell him all about our troubles
Hear our fainted cry answer by
say to me so
When we gonna talk about it
I know it’s what you need
Just aim a little bit higher
Just talk a little bit louder
Just take it little by
John Wayne
I came home, but Tex did not
And I can't talk about the hit he got
But I got a little limp now when I walk
And I got a little tremolo when
John Wayne
I came home, but Tex did not
And I can't talk about the hit he got
But I got a little limp now when I walk
And I got a little tremolo when
Dont talk about this dont talk about that dont talk about change
Just talk about chicks just talk about trap just talk about fame
You gotta tell em
above
And just a little talk with my Jesus made me whole
Have a little talk with Jesus tell him all about our troubles
Hear our fainted cry answer by
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