this city for miles They say your luck will turn when you least expect it I haven't expected much of anything since they took my kids away I could use something good to fix
ebony should of cracked shit ratio tragic Lose sight suit oh mavericks clash at futility pageants I post froze in a blaze at a grand combustion A
'clock, I'm late for dinner If my girl wasn't his girl, I was definitely in her Got in them, print skirts (Yo, you was feenin' for a chicken fix) Ran
late for dinner If my girl wasn't his girl, I was definitely in her Got in them print skirts (yo you was feenin for a chicken fix) Ran in the kitchen
cooling off Never lose at all, if I do, bet the rules are flawed due to ya'll When it comes to you doing a hot album You're the Grand Dragon in the hood
