Artist: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z

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Song:Bittersweet M
Album:New Adventures in Hi-FiGenres:Rock
Year:1996 Length:215 sec

Lyrics:

(Murda on the beat so it’s not nice)

Uh, copped a BMW, new deposit, I picked up another bag
Like fuck it, I'ma count while I'm in it
I hear planes flyin', crowds screamin', money counters, chains clangin'
Shit, I guess that's how it sound when you winnin'
I ain't jokin', do it sound like I'm kiddin'?
I been makin' like two thousand a minute
So high up through the clouds, I was swimmin'
I'm probably gon' drown when I'm in it
I bet she gon' get loud when I'm in it
And we might have a child when I'm finished

January 6 in '99, that's when Cap' was born
Naturally the goat, yeah my momma birthed a Capricorn
I'm from the Chi', but my new baby out in Cali' growin'
It's goin' down where I'm from, you hear them battle horns
Infamize all of yours, my whole family blowin
If my brother need 'em gone, I'll make it happen for him
Hand my lil nigga that assist, it ain't no doubt he scoring
Was on that bus they never knew that I would drive a foreign
Xanax got my mind gone, percies got me charged up
She hopped in the Wraith, stared in the ceiling, now she starstruck
She like let me in, but I forever got my guard up
Stingy with my loyalty, ain't quick to get my heart up

Uh, copped a BMW, new deposit, I picked up another bag
Like fuck it, I'ma count while I'm in it
I hear planes flyin', crowds screamin', money counters, chains clangin'
Shit, I guess that's how it sound when you winnin'
I ain't jokin', do it sound like I'm kiddin'?
I been makin' like two thousand a minute
So high up through the clouds, I was swimmin'
I'm probably gon' drown when I'm in it
I bet she gon' get loud when I'm in it
And we might have a child when I'm finished

Uh, I won't love a ho, after we fuck, she can't get near me
Only bitch I give a conversation to is Siri
My pants Amiri, yes, I'm winnin', clearly
I'm the chosen one, seen my potential, so they fear me
Lately I've been prayin', God, I wonder, can You hear me?
Thinkin' 'bout the old me, I swear I miss you dearly
Stay down 'til you come up, I've been stickin' to that theory
Every day a battle, I'm exhausted and I'm weary
Make sure I smile in public, when alone, my eyes teary
I fought through it all, but that shit hurt me severely
I've been gettin' high to hide behind my insecurities
Been takin' different pills, but I know it ain't no curing me

Uh, copped a BMW, new deposit, I picked up another bag
Like fuck it, I'ma count while I'm in it
I hear planes flyin', crowds screamin', money counters, chains clangin'
Shit, I guess that's how it sound when you winnin'
I ain't jokin', do it sound like I'm kiddin'?
I been makin' like two thousand a minute
So high up through the clouds, I was swimmin'
I'm probably gon' drown when I'm in it
I bet she gon' get loud when I'm in it
And we might have a child when I'm finished




 

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