would you come back, would you come back to me So would you come back, you mean everything to me So would you come back, would you come back to me Walkin
So would you come back, would you come back to me So would you come back, you mean everything to me So would you come back, would you come back to me
my niggas down south I'm coming out All you fake G's stay home Leave that shit alone front and back, 98 brougham King Tee's back on the throne And that
potato, do the alligator, do the alligator And you twist the twister like your baby sister I want your baby sister, give me your baby sister, dig your baby sister
is my Roots for my peoples with the plats and braids are twist clean, cuts or fros beneath the hats and do the dance, does I boogie backs to relax --
up, get up They call me Pillsbury Dough bwoy 'Cause they know I really get that dough bwoy Dropped, lean back, it was so propers Then I had to circle back
flow like a stream Nah Mean Mek you feel like you living in a dream Nah Mean It come to the crop man a cream Nah Mean It come to discipline man a Dean
niggas down if they know their parts Caramel give 'em hell from Bricks to Anadel Rappers tryna compete get ate like Samuel By a sister who twist a few
kill me, twisting the facts Holier than thou looking for the kick backs Offering light at the end of the tunnel Get off the tracks, there's a train coming
be like "Man I ain't say that dumb shit" Suckas, for nothin', push your wig back Tellin' everybody where Bonic and Mr. live at Suckas, get robbed know
check Let my checkbook determine if I'm playin' in vain When you niggaz boo it's cool 'cause you sayin' my name Come on Is it the way I live and I got
woods, Into the woods, Into the woods To Grandmother's house And home before dark. [CINDERELLA] Fly, birds, Back to the sky, Back to the eaves And
ladies, bowed lips packed with blood, the staged kisses trembling under the placid stars, the coffee taken with cream and scones under the Viennese Moon; whilst we are weighed, we are judged, and twist
m having hard times, grit, and grind Shit I'm tyring to get mine Ain't nothing to lose plus I'm living on the frontline It's a cold twist the way that
I'm having hard times, grit, and grind Shit i'm tyring to get mine Ain't nothing to lose plus I'm living on the frontline It's a cold twist the way that
