that it's over (Hey) I can move on from here (Yeah) Glad that it's over (Oh) So glad that it's over (Yeah) I could've told ya (Hey) It's all in the
Oh, it some hoes in here It must be some players in the atmosphere I say ooh, it some hoes in here It must be some players in the atmosphere Now back
some more of that flavor [LL] Ayo Bimmy, it's a rock the, ayo Bimmy, it's, ayo Bimmy, it's a rock the Ayo Bimmy, ayo Bimmy, ayo Bimmy, it's a Rock
bottle Put her back in line like her father, her father Slam dunk, cold world put her life back in order And if it go to court shawty you won't get a
on, cremate The whole Babylon, times up, move on Kings on your pawn, checkmate, no fakes Opposed through the gate, case closed Things get froze, when it
slow I barely feel it though All day long I fantasize In the dark, behind all the people's eyes And when they disappear Words get lost in the atmosphere
'm still nailing it Got this verbal tech nine Spitting at you for telling shit Get this dead body off the mic I'm fuckin smelling it [Kon Artis] Fuck it
in my bed? Well, we?ve gotta get it all together We?ve gotta get it all together We?ve gotta get it all together We?ve gotta get it all together ...
the dough, nothin lasts forever you know It's all about the experience and what you take from it What you learn in the process, what you make of it Number
like hell? Yeah Woah, it's the remix Woah, it's the remix Woah, it's the remix Woah, it's the remix It's the cash, money y'all, it's The Clipse y'all
the mix now and they play it loud I leave the ignorant people astonished, maybe we'll manage to get hatred abolished OH MY GOD, It's the man, The Ghettoblaster
Thats like makin it rain Every month on schedule (mmmHhmm!) Let me tell you Get your parasol umbrella cause its gonna get wetter Better prepare you for the C-Support She supposed to spend it
the atmosphere If you know what I'm talkin' 'bout Now if two hearts done walk on out And I see you on the next song They call it horny 'Cause it's devilish
it rain Every month on schedule (mmmHhmm!) Let me tell you Get your parasol umbrella cause its gonna get wetter Better prepare you for the C-support She supposed to spend it
AUTHOR: Sage Francis Now I know it ain't right, but I decided I hadta' / Us poets paint life, but don't get recognized till afta' / So I faked my own
won't cut it Change her name to Wonderwoman companion to me Continue the drugs mix the coke with the speed Sleep with the teacher if it helps her get
done left me ya'll. She don't show her face around these parts. Every time she come she gets chased off, so she stays distant. Verse 3 If it weren't