day Quiet night of a white hot day Hold back the tears, hold back the tears Time, only time, speak for time Quiet night of a white hot day Whisper the
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began one A-all white bricks I'm straight like it's jumpin' back to thirty-six nigga Big house, long hallways, got ten bathrooms, I can shit all day,
on Broadway, brought me back to that McDonald's Took it to my stash spot, 560 State Street Catch me in the Kitchen like a Simmons whipping pastry Cruising down 8th Street, off-white
to see her go but I love to watch her leave But I keep her running back and forth like a soccer team Cold as a winter day, hot as a summer's eve Young
me, die with me White beach sands lye with me My advice is forget the limelight Let's make love, while we listen to Frank White So tight, now I understand
It's a hell up in Harlem, fuck it, another day Another dollar, wake up, to the barking from the rottweilers Pull the collars, make 'em sit for the godfather
shit all the way up, yeah) You know that I'm two levels above you, baby (Music's gettin louder) Hug me baby, I'ma make you love me baby (This shit is hot
suit 38 snub in my MCM boots Young what you smoking on I call it 6 c-notes got it on the westside, cost me 6 c-notes nigga sold it to me so hot call
to finish girl the things we could do in twenty minutes girl say my name, say my name wear it out, its getting hot, crack a window, air it out I can get you through a mighty long day
The things that we could do in twenty minutes, girl Say my name, say my name, wear it out It's getting hot, crack a window, air it out I can get you through a mighty long day
It was painted red the stripe was white It was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern light Secondhand from a dealer in Atlanta I rode up with daddy
(Bye hater) You don't like me? (Why hater?) Won't you tell 'em how mad I make ya? I ain't caught up in all that hot talk Caddy all white, call it Scott
time I get a brand new whip I rolled around in a 5, till my money got racked Then I went back and got that six I'm in a big white Benz, on a hot sunny day
' bout me My throwback game is whiffle wicked Saint Patty's day, green pinstripe, number 20 Mark Spitz'n Jersey oh we with the matchin' new wear fitted White
ho Uh, I got 'em catchin' amnesia Time to pull my fuckin' minks out the freezer See the lynx and you just think, "Jesus" I'm hot 'til the day a day
your motherfucking funeral Keep the women with me Shit I gotta keep like two or more Party everyday ,like we won the fucking Superbowl Chilling with my nigga Mack, he keep bitches handy White
Lot of them try to do it but it's not real Wasn't a rapper, then I could've got a pop deal White curls in a hot-pink Hot Wheels Lot of bottles and a
