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Plain gold ring on his finger, he wore On his hand was a plain gold ring Ring To mend Mend Give me a slice of mind (fuck) Give me the damn whole pie (fuck) I need that piece of mind I need that, I need that cool side of the pillow deep sleep type of life Y'all keep on sleeping, but I'm woke (I'm woke) Y'all keep on spending, now ya broke I keep on stacking all my paper, loving all my haters See you in the future prognosticator You're a flashlight cop You got the outfit but no power Looking like the real thing but no firepower You can't do a damn thing to stop me You can't do a damn thing to stop me Whoa-oh-oh-oh You can't take my future, it was written And you can't take my power, I've been given Tattoo on my heart, it's official I'm married to the music Plain gold ring Plain gold ring Ooh, now we're cooking with fresh grease Everywhere popping and popping so stand back please I'm the sun, you can't shade me (nah) You're my son, don't try to play me Running high track, super unleaded Tricks up my sleeve, inspector gadget No man a testing me (oh na na na) No man fi play with me (na na na na) You're a flashlight cop You got the outfit but no power Looking like the real thing but no firepower You can't do a damn thing to stop me You can't do a damn thing to stop me Whoa-oh-oh-oh You can't take my figure, it was written And you can't take my power, I've been given Tattoo on my heart, it's official I'm married to the music Plain gold ring Plain gold ring (To mend) (Mend)
Writer(s): Marcella Brailsford, Terence L Abney, Keir Lamont Gist, Eric Andrew Hall, Keresse Burton Dorcely Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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