in the draw of the cards And it's all in the draw of the cards Of the cards, of the cards, of the cards Of the cards, of the cards, of the cards
of life Red black or white Watch 'em fall And it's all in the draw of the cards And it's all in the draw of the cards Drop the cards Watch the eyes Down
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You can sound the alarm You can call out your guards You can fence in your yard You can pull all the cards But I won't back down, oh, no I won't back
big disgrace. The way you draw bad cyard (draw bad cyard); The way you make wrong moves (make wrong moves); The way you draw bad cyard (draw bad cyard); A-make you draw bad cyard (draw
, if I had your way" What do I know? What do I see? Don't know nothing but the name of the game It's high-card draw with everything wild You bet your
Keyshia Cole +I Should Have Cheated+ (nah), I +Shoulda Let You Go+ (nah) I just shake 'em off (yeah), Etch A Sketch a ho (haha) I draw a blank, back to the drawing
to you proper Straight! Like a little bit of Vodka, It's Busta Rhymes and Shabba Betta know mi come through fi draw pure card Wid big tune fi mash up
a Tropicana juice so I could pop it off I stay sharp I aint trippin like a lot of ya?ll Feet lookin nice in the Prada, get a lot of draws Bitches starin
't 'bout no game Now when I say we I mean the whole St. Lou We good, good thangs (Good, good thangs) Ain't got no problems 'bout lettin' 'em loose Ma, I ain't got no change Big spaces out churr like a hundred yards I got credit cards
a bad bitch, fuck these stank hoes You know I go hard all night I'm famous, I've been a star all my life You need to take them draws off Do it girl, take
run between my eyes And free the fever to move I'm drawing the line, I'm drawing the line I'm drawing the line, I draw the line And I have my pride
You can sound the alarm You can call out your guards You can fence in your yard You can pull all the cards But I wont back down Oh no I wont back
Confetti fall from the ceiling to the floor The JETS step through the door issue them awards Your hoes Hot-For-Me-Type, tissue to their draws You mad
m from the slums that created the bass that thump back This ain't a game clown, play ya James Brown and jump back What you want, Jack? Young cats stash they jums at Draw
breath, fermented tissue acid test You trying to tell me entertaining is a time exspense Any event of contact, to clack Draw my herd man, verb back and
move, eyes glued" Everybody wants to try and draw cards They ain't got nothing to shuffle And if they got some cards they playing with nothing but jokers