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Yorel
Yorel
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Yorel
Yorel
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Yorel
Yorel
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Kyle Anthony Eastman
Kyle Anthony Eastman
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Before everybody goes home tonight I want you to pay close attention to who you're thinking about going home with This could be very dangerous if things turn out the wrong way. Be careful Ha Ha Ha, the grave is waiting. Your stall wrenching everyone gain tonight One step away from decay But the butt on the babe looks okay and I want to hit it And if I hit that today I might just pass away Cause her bedrooms the grave underneath the linens They say sin leads to death. Am I busy sinning How many great men fell because of pretty woman One step away from decay but the butt on the babe looks okay It's a scary picture She got a donkey-donk and came from the Bronx Not far from the park. The booty is the shape of a heart Cause she's A work of art. The skin is dark I know she's a player I ain't a hater I see hips and big tits kid but can't see satan The sex must be amazing undress and I'm a bang it I'm laying it down, coke and a smile and I'm wild But anyhow, yo her husbands on the way back home I had big plans but now he's got a gun to my dome, Fa sho I tried to snatch the shorty out of his hands But he's grabbing on my Armani forcing my hand I let this gun go. He's trying to put me under the sand And if I kill him. I'm a need a lawyer, couple of bands. Understand I got between them legs and now he wants me dead Checked her pipes like a plumber, she even gave me head I feel like 50 cent I'm wanted dead by many men The gun cocked and one shot just missed my head The next shot I then hopped that one hit the bed And I must interject out the room hop the fence And I hop in the Benz and exhale oxygen But the speed chase begins cause he wants his revenge Death comes from sin we all dust in the wind A slug hits my window and it went through my chest Wow Follow me I'm dying One step away from decay But the butt on the babe looks okay and I want to hit it And if I hit that today I might just pass away Cause her bedrooms the grave underneath the linens They say sin leads to death. Am I busy sinning How many great men fell because of pretty woman One step away from decay but the butt on the babe looks okay It's a scary picture Now there's Gloria from Astoria shorty was just a master peace Lips look like gummy bears, back shots sound fine to me Eat it then I'll beat it. Repeat it until it's beat And I'm lusting between the sheets cause I knew she can take the D Not knowing that she was loose and was plotting on robbing me The sexing was good to me so I told her get on her knees Pipe dreams and ice cream turns into a scheme And this turns into a beef cause my wallets not in my jeans Shorty ran my pockets after I fell asleep I grabbing my Glock non-stop searching the streets And then shorty told her brother Papi's lookin for me So we collide when we meet But I got Louie yo, just wait and see I shot him and he shot me, but my shot was more fatal About to finish up the job there's a turn the tables I feel a kitchen knife go through my back your sister just saved you He squeezed and left multiple Bullet holes like multiple bagels Gave the finger for I died, my guy your sister like anal For I closed my eyes looked in the sky and asked myself why I woke up and tried to find a girl who likes to rough ride But there's a reason why I teach this lesson listen sometimes Sometimes the grave awaits you with face of a dime And when she opens her legs sometimes you got to say Nah Be wise. You'll be fine live out the days of your life Sometimes Mona Lisa comes around, Lil Wayne right One step away from decay But the butt on the babe looks okay and I want to hit it And if I hit that today I might just pass away Cause her bedrooms the grave underneath the linens They say sin leads to death. Am I busy sinning How many great men fell because of pretty woman One step away from decay but the butt on the babe looks okay it's a scary picture I want to hit it Dang, how many times you died in this song Well, I kind of wanted to teach a lesson, you know I had a couple of close calls. Okay, okay Watch the beautiful faces you allow in your life Cause any one of them can lead you down the path to the grave As it's written. Yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Jason Wilson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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