Lyrics:
for them to grow up and shoot us unarmed
Dear black Madonna
How many hail Mary's?
Project holy water, bless these loads we carry
Pregnant with
let's bring it back in time
This fucking groove is for the girls
coz I know you wanna dance on the dance floor
Now shawty you can feel the beat
Coz Melody
Try yourself, try yourself, Gene, wake up
I throw on instrumentals, bust out a pen and pencil, start jotting down my thoughts to get stuff off my
Ah the man she wanted all her life was hanging by a thread
"I never even knew how much I wanted you," she said.
His muscles they were numbered
runnin away
There’s always time to waste
Time and time again
There’s always time to waste
And I’m tryna fix my problems
And baby I think you the one
like she Jada Pinkett
Miss me with that conversation
Cause nowadays that type of shit just lead to complications
I don't got the time for another
magic
Girl you mad tragic
Over dramatic
Shocked by the static
Every time I touch you it's all automatic
Hooked like an addict
Now I'm a fanatic
Lips are
that filet mignon
Don't you be teasing me
I wanna go with you all night long
On the dance floor
I got her singing all of my songs
This instrumental
PART I - INTRO
[Instrumental]
PART II - SETTING SUN
She is all I ever wanted
She could make me lie
I don't think she's dead or anything, but I
should I let her know?
A pimp told me if I love her, I should let her go
I sing her praises every time they play this instrumental
'Cause she
should I let her know?
A pimp told me if I love her, I should let her go
I sing her praises every time they play this instrumental
'Cause she
Hunna Tiffany Necklace
Fly Me To Paris Just Fo Breakfast
Sip Champaine Dress Tha Freshest
Hopin Out Tha Cario Lay Lexis
Material Girl Like Madonna
Ms.
dance in front of gates
That can't by man be assembled
When he opens the gate
By God, I'm ready to enter
I treat you like that corona
When you try to mess
VERS 1
Don't be shy
And don't you cry
Better times are coming by
Grab your shoes
Good riddance blues
Let the music be your muse
PRE-CHORUS
money boy get drop kicked
Live and die by the grind my time to shine I’m not stopping
Yeah I’m busy with that hustle boy I’m plotting
Yeah I’m busy
62 in 1959
-Words and Music by J. Leslie McFarland and Aaron H. Schroeder
(Ooh)
They did the Wang Dang Taffy-Apple Tango
They did the Wang Dang
Nigga go get ya mans
Fa fa fa, at his feet, now he do a dance
Come see the better thangs
Can't fuck wit me then, can't fuck wit me now
We dash by
Light a flare in the road, I'm an accident
Limping into the light I'm off axis
We got 808s to make cats piss, right on the rug where the cat sits
By
I see I'm meant for bigger things, not today's slavery
Instrumental's by the dozen move em like a QP
Puffing gas if it's pretendo throw it like a QB
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la
#instrumental
Tonight we won't keep our mouths shut
We'll dance through
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When it's midnight down in Mobile
Moonbeams on the bay
They come from miles around to dance the jukebox down
And dig the good time sounds they play
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When it's midnight down in Mobile
Moonbeams on the bay
They come from miles around to dance the jukebox down
And dig the good time sounds they play
flattered by ur smile and ur lips make you bad too
Settle down as I take u on a little trip
sexy pre madonna to the world
yous a gift
Fly like the wings
And by the time that they finish up roasting me
I'ma be swimming in gold like a honeybee
Lately I been tired cause I'm workin' overtime
I just clocked out
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