| Baby you stacked like eighty ad-libs
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| We should settle down, have some crazy ass kids
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| You knowing how a maniac lives
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| You my baby, got by back, she my rib, that’s baby back ribs
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| At times, I get lost looking at your perfection
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| Your natural selection, your afro is flexin
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| We damn sure is sexing
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| Everytime we do it’s like an out of body experience
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| Astral projection
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| Travel with a king
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| Pack your baggage up and leave, yeah
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| I happen to believe you’ve heard enough noise
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| From them fuck boys
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| They are what the apple was to Eve
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| Black Adam is the key
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| Don’t let the party stop
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| Yeah your mind and your heart is your best body parts
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| But I’d be fronting if I didn’t
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| Tell you that you wasn’t dipped in gold
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| Your skin tone remind me of body art
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| The life of an outlaw is a roller coaster
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| The Red Empire put me on wanted posters
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| When life get crazy I wanna hold you closer
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| Then both of my toes cuz in my shoulders holster
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| Pal walk 'em out see you smile
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| Tomorrow’s never promise so we living in the now
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| Fuck living in the denial (the nile) like Cleopatra swimming in and out
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| Your royalty lets listen to below ling vibe
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| To the words, I speak
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| To the rhythm of the beat
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| To your layers get weak
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| Everything I do is all for ya
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| Cuz you rock with a nigga like me
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| Hold it down for a king like me
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| In the bed put it down on me
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| Girl, you must be my soul sister
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| You a pretty young thing and you ride or die
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| Hell’s flames can’t explain how hot you are
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| Got you sneaking in tongues when you rock my mind
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| Ma ma se, ma ma sa, ma ma ku sa
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| We just searching for the glory on
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| We from a poor territory huh
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| I’m just a lower class nigga with a
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| Glass slipper for the Cinderella love story
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| Fuck with me
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| I’ma always be a rebel till them devils come and get me
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| I’ma die with you on my mind when the cops stuck at me
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| But until that happen just fall deeply in love with me
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| I can face anything in the world if you thug with me
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| Cuz we vibrate higher
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| I think your eyes see Mariah
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| I think your thighs say Maliyah
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| Recon to this fire and desire
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| You think its trainer you know were on some rare shit
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| Walking in the park you got me doing all that square shit
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| Talk with me heart when it’s you and me and
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| I usually leave those thoughts in the dark
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| I used to target these hoes with game sharp as a dart
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| To the words, I speak
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| To the rhythm of the beat
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| To your layers get weak
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| Everything I do is all for ya
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| Cuz you rock with a nigga like me
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| Hold it down for a king like me
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| In the bed put it down on me
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| Girl, you must be my soul sister
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| So what you cook for dinner tonight
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| (You know I got you some steak, mash potatoes, asparagus)
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| What about desert
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| (You know you know I got you something special)
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| Uh oh
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| (you know)
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| What’s that
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| (You hear that)
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| Hold on let me go look at the window
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| Yo what the fuck is going on out here
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| (What's going on baby)
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| They be rioting or something
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| (Let me see) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Thug Poetry , by - KXNG Crooked. Song from the album Good vs. Evil II: The Red Empire, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп