Wasted space at home Suffer as the days Linger on and on Miles and miles away You hold me up when I'm gone Hold me up when I'm gone You hold me up when
hold back, I said, "Beeyatch" Game All I do is stack Like what? A motherfuckin' mack My Copue DeVille is all white Yes, bitch, it's hella tight Crush blue velvet
twisted up inside, knotted to the core learned to abhor, the twisted faces staring back at me, latching on to me holding on to me, you never let go. rich
'em up, cold crush, bumrush Spot rusher get touched backed up handcuffed Y'all niggaz can't fuck with us Pass me the black velvet embassy suite killin' me
velvet curtain parts She is glaring like the moon The wind dies down, eavesdropping As I bow before her throne And she descends to greet me Like the
what have we, I think we done found a freak hoe People all in my wallet hopin' to frolic we gon' see hoe Just hold up, you know my pockets swoll up I'
up, shut the fuck up Hot damn hoe shut the fuck up, shut the fuck up Hot damn hoe shut the fuck up, shut the fuck up Hot damn hoe shut the fuck up, here
hallucinate, devastate your weak-minded state so you crawl on the floor and grasp at the wires and crush your head with a ten pound lie so you'll pretend
you're fucking fat? all day, you crushed a million faces you crush, you crushed a million faces they seep through the wall they cross you, your call to the door, and open up
her velvet curtain parts She is glaring like the moon The wind dies down. eavesdropping As I bow before her throne And she descends to greet me Like
we, I think we done found a freak hoe People all in my wallet hopin to frolic we gon' see hoe just hold up; you know my pockets swoll up I'ma let you
eat em up, cold crush, bumrush Spot rusher get touched backed up handcuffed Y'all niggaz can't FUCK with us [Ghostface] Pass me the black velvet embassy suite killin me
have we, I think we done found a freak hoe People all in my wallet hopin to frolic we gon' see hoe just hold up; you know my pockets swoll up I'ma let
velvet curtain parts She is glaring like the moon The wind dies down. eavesdropping As I bow before her throne And she descends to greet me Like the
