Lyrics:
Look it's almost morning
Baby turn your collar up
There ain't nobody dancing
Who looks better down and out on their luck
Run away to a little
huh?
I see your nipples thru ya silk shirt
Go grab ya bredrin
Go by the entrance
Done made a move
Now were makin a exit
When I step inside, feel
dimensions with a noose looped by the raft?
After lack of reasoning jedi 3, 2, 1,
Oooh I'm hung, I've clung to hope but see you in hell
I'll be that clear blue
[Silk]
Yo Kl, what the motherfucking deal nigga
Fuck you make some shit like this for
This shit too motherfucking hard
We just goin' put this
Scrolling down through my phone
Tryna call you out for dinner in the winter
Candy canes and provolone
Witchu by my side people call me Mr. Winner
whatcha mean'
And I'll figure it out eventually
And I think you said
Should we go to Antrim and watch the waves burn
Or Donegal and see the flowers turn
on me, you get put in a hole
Paper too thick, it ain't easy to fold
7.62 out the end of this pole (brrt)
VVS diamond with the rose and the gold
Come in
Silk suits, spendin' loot like a straight up mack
When I felt somebody finger tappin' me on my back
And turn around quick, but before I could begin
My cousin died last year and I still can't let it go
This goes out to all you so-called G's
My cousin died last year and I still can't let it go
them for silk
So his woman she'd look sharp down at
The farm.
Well the bullfrog let out a belly croak
Like I'd told him some kind of a joke
And he said
But I hope that you just figure out
That you lost something way better then this every night
Mhmmmmmmm
I still be rich when we turn 65
An everytime that
You know how we play
7-11, 4-Tray, rollin' them dice every day
Trap with the K, choppa gon' spit in your face
Put your deuce deuce back away, turn
Back in the driveway
Hop out the Bent'
Fitted joggers on to make sure she see the print
Patron by the gallon
Miyake be the scent
Threw the hammer
I come through
Uummm mmmmm nawww
If you knew better you a do better
Birds of a feather flock together
Surrounded by haters hoes failures And nigga who
Woo!
What would you do?
Everything, Everything
Everything, Everything
Kazie!
C5 what up my nigga?
Right
Uh!
This sound like silk robes with
real than any words I can muster
Pull the black Cadillac trucks up (what)
Hop out them shits like what? Y'all niggaz can't touch us
Silk shirts
it
That pussy good I sponsor it
And turn you up and turn you out
Have you on some model shit
This Playa shit I hold the cards
Charge a bitch up
niggas be eating pasta but they love zucchini
Rocking valor tennis suits by Sergio Tecchini
Them type of cats that call you because you can't call 'em
ain't equal
Rock out like The Beatles
I bare more arms than needles
Turn your block to Gaza
I don't trust none of you people
Hit you with the chopper
You
Walk bear beaten down
These black beat brains out
These drains are clogged
These brains are drowned
You don't know what it is that I'm seeking for
it all on her
Make her fall in love again, turn her to a lover
I'm done with all these feelings
Baby girl I'm the one you missing, I can not get out
sock inside out one more time and tell me with a straight face
You don't see the design
Maybe I was Kohorst
Coherst
By the source of my depression
This shit hit out the park I'm different silk
This instrumental need milk
Bitch I'm with Jesus Christ on god nigga and Ion know nothing else
I wear
here, baby
It turns her on
There's silk in her touch, gold in her kiss
My conscience is all but gone
[Chorus]
She don't believe in long term love
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