Lyrics:
Is A Divine Play, You Are Praised By Nandi
You Stay On The Peak Of The Greatest Mountain Vindhya, You Give Joy To Vishnu, You Are Praised By Indra
O
happened to me i said life
But baby i lied, it's always been you
Is that a mistletoe, baby I don't know
I hope i told you now, when this song comes out
he dropped
On the hip-hop world
If Frank Ocean wanted to play you a song
You'd drive across town in
The pouring rain, right? That's how we've
Ended up
As a songwriter, songs are your babies. You give birth to a song idea, a title, a phrase, and you watch the seed grow into something, tangible,
watch HBO all alone
So get to me before I decompose
Let me see you, girl, before the baby shows
I keep thinkin' about your dark brown hair
I keep waitin'
Quit dreaming this is real life baby
All my love, you're my all
They way you move, you're in control
The way you talk, the way you dress
Your
care to swap
For that shiny little surrey
With the fringe on the top
Did you say the fringe was made of silk
Wouldn't have no other
(love song) aw baby (love song)
Oh yeah, yeah, alright
Baby we're sure doin' it tonight (baby we're sure doing it)
Every time you come by let me try
side and creep to the tilt
And maybe you could get a chance to sleep on my silk
because you come with, that A-1 shit
The kind I wouldn't mind havin
, I ain't mad at that (oh yeah)
Baby, I ain't mad
There you go with yo bad azz, aye
There you go with yo bad azz, aye
There you go with yo bad azz, aye
drink and be merry
And be a nice girl and save me a cherry
Me, I'll have a Kalahua and milk
'Cause champagne always stains my silk
You got a man?
drink and be merry
And be a nice girl and save me a cherry
Me, I'll have a Kalahua and milk
'Cause champagne always stains my silk
You got a man?
by the phone stuck
Just waiting on a nigga call but
But, I got plans for you baby
I got what you want
I keep them bands on you baby
Oh you want
Once my love stood still like a stagnant
Well, for so long you could hear
The song of spiders, strumming fiber
Calling her to the web
My river
and the kitchen
But before I let you freak me on some silk sheets
I gotta make sure ya not another playa tryna creep
Check it
My name ain't Brandy, but I wanna be
bout it like I'm Master P
Ain't No Limit like I'm Silk The Shocker
Baby boo I'm just trying to beat I Ain't never really been a Pill popper
I'm dripping
And there are songs from pain
Some songs were done by chosen men
Some from men, insane
Groove, baby, groove on the light, one time
Groove, baby
the globe baby
Rare Breed under control baby
Them pipes loud, the movement entice crowds
We heat it up in the cold baby
It's three degrees out? Then you
(Shit, let's do it, where you at?)
I said, meet me at the hotel, we can fuck all night
Do me how you want to, I won't tell nobody
(Shit baby, keep yo
into my midnight slumbers.
When you're lying awake with a dismal headache and
Repose is taboo'd by anxiety,
I conceive you may use any language you
Thought about writing you a song
Brought to life by my words
But all of them felt wrong
Although pictures flew like birds
But how could I write you
Thought about writing you a song
Brought to life by my words
But all of them felt wrong
Although pictures flew like birds
But how could I write you
Thought about writing you a song
Brought to life by my words
But all of them felt wrong
Although pictures flew like birds
But how could I write you
from her
I'm not no gangsta (ayy), I ain't no killa, I ain't no crook
But I ain't pussy (swear to god), and I ain't playying by the book
Don't you
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