Lyrics:
wanna be like me and me
Tryna blow up like TNT
But not for the cash or the p’s and green
Just by myself repping 3 and 3
Open doors are what I seem to see
you win or lose
Love is just like a baseball game
Three strikes you're out
Everybody's got to pay some due
Oh, I'm up to bat
I'm gonna try love
gonna go crazy one family
Go wild emergency
Come on come on and dance with me
I've got this feeling somebody dance with me
Somebody dance with me
I've
see, when you're gone
I'll still be Bloody Mare
Sorry Joanne, Gaga come's out to play
Im so sorry Joanne
This bitch showed up to play
Sorry Joanne,
you're gonna buy it at the mall
But it's a twenty-three four-to-one
That you can fall in love by the end of this song
So get up, get up
Tell
you're gonna buy it at the mall
But it's a twenty-three four-to-one
That you can fall in love by the end of this song
So get up, get up
Tell
gonna bite it at the mall
But it's a twenty-three four-to-one
That you can fall in love by the end of this song
So get up, get up
Tell the bookie put
And I'll ride by your side on any hill you flow
Location of adventure infinite
I'll be your Hobbes
Know my love for you is real it isn't a mirage
Pieces
I don't need you or your brand new Benz
Or your boujie friends
I don't need love looking like diamonds
Looking like diamonds (uh, uh)
Okay, I'm
they don't know that you're gonna be my wife one day
You know, you're gonna have kids and all these big dreams and shit
But dad loves you. I love you
Who
Come here you - yeah, you! This is the Task
Force, this is not no regular, regular shit
OK? You're gonna fuck that bitch! OK?
And, uh - ha, oh, you think
Awww yeah
Mmmm, hmmm, hmmm
I'm talking about the power of love now
I'm gonna tell you what love can do
You know when they say love makes
education
And I’m sure this will end up online
So I don’t want to diss anyone at
The American Academy, I’m sure it’s equal to
The Art Institute of Chicago by
slower than a slug
While this feeling inside of my body seep in like a drug
Will you hug me, rub me on the back like a child?
Tell me you love me, need
Ooh, matched up with Blue for this track number two
Sitting on the biggest remix of thise year, yep
You can't stop me with my foot in the door
Why are
anything, I'll buy you any ring
And im in pieces, Baby fix me
And just shake me til' you wake me from this bad dream
Chorus:
One love
My one heart
My one life
would flirt with all of you
Yeah, yeah homie you say she's your girlfriend
But when I step up to her I'm gonna be like, "cousin"
Believe me man, this
Actually the problem so half of me
Goes, fuck, this ain't my thing
But if this dude's gonna push
A button that causes
Important dialogue, then fuckin' A dude
masterpiece
I'm gonna rock the mic til you can't resist
Everybody, I say it goes like this
Well I was coming home
Late one dark afternoon
Reporter stopped me
you been writing for?
Blaise Bailey Finnegan III: Since I was four.
Interviewer: Do you do this sort of thing a lot, like, open-mic kinda
that cool
He fucked her in my swimming pool
He's got three testicles
And he- he loves to do shit
Tom: Fuck yeah! Hey
How come every time we say a joke
of light in the distant shinning
A little bit of hope in all this rain
As long as we stay together
Love's gonna save the day
[Verse Three:]
You give me
come over
You're not gonna wanna miss this
I wanna tell you something
Might have heard it through the vine
If you get my message
You'll be mine by
back like I'm smackin' your ass
It's WesydeUnderground in the muthafuckin' house, what
Peep this shit, with my homeboy Def Killa
We gonna kill ya,
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