If you ever slip It gets lonely here Its an easy trip When the weathers bad I will be here In the afternoon Im waiting for your call In a darkened room
a quiver shivers delivers Ooh wee sweet haromony synchronicity the simplicity Seven day kisses slide in you and me me me (Slide you and me yeah) You
your voice three keys higher, and you can't even stand what happens when you put it on your hair, as hair tonic. Heh, heh. And if you ever tried it as
I mean at feces boy don't beat me if you ain't got no work I'm strictly about these verses like the ones you hear at church boy search boy, talking about
here goes the keys you can slip in the rear chop a nigga up, yo, meet me somwhere so we can make more money, then you could ever see rappin split the
rules, if a bigga act up knock him out his shoes I done paid my dues if you snooze you lose, we on our way making you the fool Escalade with a big old
the notch on the grill up And add mo' stakes to the house banks for gamblers Half-pipes to scramblers, and free for Wild Cowboys You never bring decoys if you
a quiver shiversdelivers Ooh wee sweet haromony synchronicity the simplicity Seven day kisses slide in you and me me me [Slide you and me yeah] You
'm from it's cold and n-ggas get at you like handkerchiefs God bless you unless you was disrespectful Bitches dissappoint you but money won't ever stress you
Riley? Now you niggas wanna be nice because the labels wanna sign me But before the co-signing and you fuckers couldn't find me? Fuck that! I hope you
Do you ever see that stuff that be When it get cold, that ice that you can't see? Shit happens sometimes Yep, black ice Now you know and I know, I done
. You don't You don't You don't see me You don't You don't You don't see me You don't You don't You don't see me You don't You don't You don't see me
stand what happens when you put it on your As hair tonic. heh, heh. and if you ever tried it as a... Soak your shirts in it, soak your teeth in it.
man here goes the keys you can slip in the rear Chop a up, yo, meet me somewhere so we can make more money Then you could ever see rappin' Split the
still do dirt. Baggy jeans and my ill blue shirt. Feeling fresh, yes. While Ex queue the keys, I'ma ease through your soul like you're blowing trees
from it's cold and niggas get at you like handkerchiefs God bless you unless you was disrespectful Bitches dissappoint you but money won't ever stress you
