Kill Jill

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愛してよ 私を 抱いてよ ねぇ、側においでよ
 私の 最後の 記憶に 君の愛を 残したい...
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 Polo to the floor though, you already know doe
 It's Adamsville forreal, you see it hoe, just take a photo
 I'm reppin' as I'm fo' door with a fo'-fo' on your bro though
 Cause that dodo thought that he could rob a player for some dough tho
 I (pff-pff-pff-pff) oh no, on some Allen Temple
 On some England manor, I'm so Mysty' Valley
 And I gotta couple pounds yesterday outta Cali
 And my bad bitch from the Valley brought me brand new Bally's
 And I'm playin' with a new American dream, Dusty Rhodes
 Man, she been ridin' clean since her daddy rode on vogues
 I done fucked her in every hotelly, every hole
 I ain't fucked her with my wife, but if she meet her she might be a go
 Ric Flair, Ric Flair flashy, bitch, don't I look dashin'?
 Bitch don't I look classy, bitch, don't act so sassy
 I'm the, I'm the man boo, that's with or without you
 To hell with what your mouth say, show me what that mouth do
 I hear 'em talking hella reckless, I won't even stress
 Just kill 'em softly with my presence, won't even address it
 They say it's lonely at the top, but this the best shit ever
 Hey don't you see me out here shinin'? Bitch I'm barely flexin'
 I hear 'em talking hella reckless, y'all won't even stress this
 Just kill 'em softly with my presence, won't even address it
 They say it's lonely at the top, this the best shit ever
 And even if we die today this shit gon' live forever
 Live forever
 Daddy Fat Saxxx with three X's, fuck niggas hit the exit
 No S is on my chest but all these diamonds got me blessed
 Usually I don't do this, dumb it down, go stupid
 Since 17 been countin' M's, my bank account's on Goofy
 They say Cosby gave 'em roofies, now who knows what the truth is (what?)
 Chicago's full of shooters, my garage is full of hoopties
 Got that Southern drawl and all that
 My pretty rose look like ball-bats
 The South got somethin' to say
 And all y'all niggas can't get y'all ball back
 If I ain't a hot boy then what it is, call Sax
 Daddy Fat in it y'all, never fall back
 Like clocks in the wintertime
 We stay eating like it's dinnertime
 Been feasting and chiefing and blowing big
 But it ain't no reefer round
 We don't know the meaning of drought
 Cause we keep it so wet, boy swear now it's been a while
 Just speaking in general
 While there is no formidable
 Opponent or/and nigga that want it
 Pure uncut, never step on it
 Line for line, dope when you want it
 Mine the kind to give a nigga hope
 When they down and out
 Nigga dig a hole so deep, ain't no climbin' out
 I hear 'em talking hella reckless, I won't even stress
 Just kill 'em softly with my presence, won't even address it
 They say it's lonely at the top, but this the best shit ever
 Hey don't you see me out here shinin'? Bitch I'm barely flexin'
 I hear 'em talking hella reckless, y'all won't even stress this
 Just kill 'em softly with my presence, won't even address it
 They say it's lonely at the top, this the best shit ever
 And even if we die today this shit gon' live forever
 Live forever
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 Yo hoe, listen, just like I turned coco
 My vision is pimpin', you already know doe
 So go hoe, stroll hoe for the po-po, that's my logo
 Fo' sho hoe, pogo, get-get down on the flo' hoe, flo' doe
 Yo hoe, listen, just like I turned coco
 My vision is pimpin', you already know doe
 So go hoe, stroll hoe for the po-po, that's my logo
 Fo' sho hoe, pogo, now get down on the flo' hoe, flo' doe
 On the flo', get down on the flo' hoe
 On the flo', on the flo', get down on the flo' hoe
 On the flo', on the flo', get down on the flo' hoe
 

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Duration
04:26
Key
7
Tempo
140 BPM

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