Motivation soul funk ragga and hi hop lunch note to my future wife 17
Common sense came to me when it whispered she is the light , As I looked
at dead prez they said don’t get complexxx by the mind sex, so I looked at you
Ma like Meth and Mary you all I need , like Jarule and shanti always there when
you call, like wayne like Kelly I do the dishes satisfy your wishes tongues
swishes , stomach tremors rub the Genny I will give you three wishes, early
morning you don’t need coffee I be your motivation, your body is my prison so I
walk the yard I go hard , excuse me Ma
is that attitude, (she playing games) that m mean next altitude , got me on my
thug passion ghetto street nuclear reaction, body mansion, trying be your nIGGA
(never ignorant getting goals accomplished) a king
with real crown that how we get down….i can turn bush into rain forest for
us do things to your body that make church
girls cuss that’s us,
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