Have no souls indeed
Her voice was soft and sweet,
Dr. dre, don't just stand there, operate!
It feels good to be over you, babe
Dr. dre, don't just stand there, operate!
And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade
The revolution will proceed
You think you put in work? that's sweet
In a beanie eating zucchinis dodging the diabetes
Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys
Send him the voicemail cause we all the way gone
You could get diabetes, don’t get too long
Fuck they think they is dr. king?
Since we not even talking
First line & (sugar hill baby, sugar hill baby)
Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree
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