Aye
Aye
Caught the beak from a birdhead, had me pigeon-toed (Ah)
Made her do some things that her husband will never know
I don’t sell no molly, why she talking X & O’s?
You let bitches have your ear, mine stuck to the telephone
Caught the beak from a birdhead, had me pigeon-toed (Ah)
Made her do some things that her husband will never know
I don’t sell no molly, why she talking X & O’s?
You let bitches have your ear, mine stuck to the telephone
Inhalin' snow, flesh exposed, & she down to sell her soul
She just wanna be on Melrose, think she Marilyn Monroe
I got the globe & the dope, & I’m carryin' the load
Feelings somewhere far, far away, they buried in a hole
Parked cars turn to ferris wheels, Jerry in her nose
I’m takin Rice, think my chakras out of alignment
I need the results to outweigh any of the time spent
She would die to be with me, & that’s why her aura lifeless
It look like an exit sign when I open my eyelids
I don’t like flickin' up with people I do crimes with
Back up on my nonsense, bitch, I ain’t a nice guy
& that’s why I finish first, selfish when the pipe slide
Met her on the timeline, hit the real life swipe
Dry-eyed tyrant, pile of dollars why would I cry?
A tisket, a tasket
Pills in a basket
Don’t feel no, attachment
We filmin' what happens
Caught the beak from a birdhead, had me pigeon-toed (Ah)
Made her do some things that her husband will never know
I don’t sell no molly, why she talking X & O’s?
You let bitches have your ear, mine stuck to the telephone
Caught the beak from a birdhead, had me pigeon-toed (Ah)
Made her do some things that her husband will never know
I don’t sell no molly, why she talking X & O’s?
You let bitches have your ear, mine stuck to the telephone
Aye
Caught the beak from a birdhead, had me pigeon-toed (Ah)
Made her do some things that her husband will never know
I don’t sell no molly, why she talking X & O’s?
You let bitches have your ear, mine stuck to the telephone
Caught the beak from a birdhead, had me pigeon-toed (Ah)
Made her do some things that her husband will never know
I don’t sell no molly, why she talking X & O’s?
You let bitches have your ear, mine stuck to the telephone
Inhalin' snow, flesh exposed, & she down to sell her soul
She just wanna be on Melrose, think she Marilyn Monroe
I got the globe & the dope, & I’m carryin' the load
Feelings somewhere far, far away, they buried in a hole
Parked cars turn to ferris wheels, Jerry in her nose
I’m takin Rice, think my chakras out of alignment
I need the results to outweigh any of the time spent
She would die to be with me, & that’s why her aura lifeless
It look like an exit sign when I open my eyelids
I don’t like flickin' up with people I do crimes with
Back up on my nonsense, bitch, I ain’t a nice guy
& that’s why I finish first, selfish when the pipe slide
Met her on the timeline, hit the real life swipe
Dry-eyed tyrant, pile of dollars why would I cry?
A tisket, a tasket
Pills in a basket
Don’t feel no, attachment
We filmin' what happens
Caught the beak from a birdhead, had me pigeon-toed (Ah)
Made her do some things that her husband will never know
I don’t sell no molly, why she talking X & O’s?
You let bitches have your ear, mine stuck to the telephone
Caught the beak from a birdhead, had me pigeon-toed (Ah)
Made her do some things that her husband will never know
I don’t sell no molly, why she talking X & O’s?
You let bitches have your ear, mine stuck to the telephone
( Mondo the Moonrock )
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