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Little Q A

Too tired, to retire. Too tired, to retire

I've taken what was free and saved it all for me Lost in sobriety I try to throw it all away I can't seem to breathe my morning breath Terrified of playing

Va t'en mechant ivrogne Va t'en t'a la maison, bordillon (bis) Va t'en nourrir ta femme, Pis tes p'tits mormitons, bordillon Refrain Son p'tit bordillon

Change positions Change positions Change positions New position I want a new position Twirk it for me Twirk it for me Twirk it for me Twirk it for me [Q] Come a little

you've been denied I'm the M-A-R, the Q-U-I-S Here to run down a rhyme at your request I'm the New York born, who's sharp as a thorn I came here tonight

relax them hoes A lot of niggas be claimin' to pimp And a whole lot of pimpin' what a nigga be talkin' about But when a bitch tell a nigga to spend some

give it a rivet, hold it, stand at the pivot I love it, learn to live it, then give you my exhibit Not inhibited, not even a little bit, when I'm inclined

the struggle is ours It's not too complicated, just combinations of pulling our resources Of our sisters and our brothers Who be a alike, that's a little

a plan to stay happy [Andre Nickatina] I get lost in the weed like a ghost without a blessed vision but still I find my way to do a little caddy dippin