Nine2Five Songtext
von Jaja00
Nine2Five Songtext
Apathetic my aesthetic
Smiles on the planet
Remind me of
Cosmetics
Bought my baby some
Concealer to conceal the
Fact that I killed to get
My leverage
Mascara for the masses
So the look in they eye
Is more copacetic
And the lipstick on my collar
Gonna make her holler
And it′ll get so hectic Watch her blush when I start
Complimentin
When I'm highlightin all the
Parts that I′ll fuck
"Yo shawty with big breasts
Lush lips, and the nice round butt"
Stay with the tribe like
I'm Q-Tip
Reckless
Leave a nigga toothless
The foundation of a few sins
Can be found on the skin
Of your damn kin
Convos with pops got me wonderin if it's worth it
History repeats they smokin niggas with a purpose
Just heard they put six in Nipsey
Damn ain′t nobody safe
Why would i help a motherfucka that don′t wanna escape
In a game so demented
Ghettoized by the fences
Where they work on
Da white like Crentist the Dentist
With the moves we lethargic
Inattentive to our fortune
Touchin stoves even though
They know the consequences
Mean mug on Doughboy
Nobody was with the antics
All of them flashing lights
And you'd be bound to lose ya antlers
I was bumpin Bowie with
A bowie on my mind
Wonderin who′d catch the fade
If I ain't have to catch the time
Spilled 40 ounces
Inadvertently quenchin my soul
Burned so many bridges
Ironic how that′s takin a toll
Seven sins within
But i could rid of them with one shot
Niggas hate to self reflect after
Takin that mugshot
Convos with pops got me wonderin if it's worth it
History repeats they smokin niggas with a purpose
Just heard they put six in Nipsey
Damn ain′t nobody safe
Why would i help a motherfucka that don't wanna escape
Chocolate, vanilla
My niggas never decided
Because these bitches like lightning
When they touch down I'm inspired
So we gettin to fightin
It′s like the corps and the titans
Or Donnie Long vs Tyson
My homies always divisive
Over the power you hold
It′s like a man with a gun
Or like the one above all
Damn she could break all the laws
Or probably conquer the lord
So don't you let her tap up in that potential
One taste, it′ll fuck up your mental
Smiles on the planet
Remind me of
Cosmetics
Bought my baby some
Concealer to conceal the
Fact that I killed to get
My leverage
Mascara for the masses
So the look in they eye
Is more copacetic
And the lipstick on my collar
Gonna make her holler
And it′ll get so hectic Watch her blush when I start
Complimentin
When I'm highlightin all the
Parts that I′ll fuck
"Yo shawty with big breasts
Lush lips, and the nice round butt"
Stay with the tribe like
I'm Q-Tip
Reckless
Leave a nigga toothless
The foundation of a few sins
Can be found on the skin
Of your damn kin
Convos with pops got me wonderin if it's worth it
History repeats they smokin niggas with a purpose
Just heard they put six in Nipsey
Damn ain′t nobody safe
Why would i help a motherfucka that don′t wanna escape
In a game so demented
Ghettoized by the fences
Where they work on
Da white like Crentist the Dentist
With the moves we lethargic
Inattentive to our fortune
Touchin stoves even though
They know the consequences
Mean mug on Doughboy
Nobody was with the antics
All of them flashing lights
And you'd be bound to lose ya antlers
I was bumpin Bowie with
A bowie on my mind
Wonderin who′d catch the fade
If I ain't have to catch the time
Spilled 40 ounces
Inadvertently quenchin my soul
Burned so many bridges
Ironic how that′s takin a toll
Seven sins within
But i could rid of them with one shot
Niggas hate to self reflect after
Takin that mugshot
Convos with pops got me wonderin if it's worth it
History repeats they smokin niggas with a purpose
Just heard they put six in Nipsey
Damn ain′t nobody safe
Why would i help a motherfucka that don't wanna escape
Chocolate, vanilla
My niggas never decided
Because these bitches like lightning
When they touch down I'm inspired
So we gettin to fightin
It′s like the corps and the titans
Or Donnie Long vs Tyson
My homies always divisive
Over the power you hold
It′s like a man with a gun
Or like the one above all
Damn she could break all the laws
Or probably conquer the lord
So don't you let her tap up in that potential
One taste, it′ll fuck up your mental
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