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(Intro) Yuh Yo yo yo (Verse) Never said I was innocent, innocence I sense niggas too sensitive to see clear Sepia tones as photographic appear Piercing, pretty women stand from the peal Bon voyage, burn logs And the bonfire fire flies flyin in a glass jar It's limited, gotta live like my niggas did A chick in every city, I frequent bigger cribs Frequent flyer, sit, have a drink with liars Business hard to come by like music buyers Bias to a fault, 12 foot vault Veil to ceilings, ceilings I never call The dreams I never had be coming true I'm true enough, it's nothing I much rather do Say your prayers, spend time with the fam Make some money and so you catch more flies Well honey, the fly love the sweet but how sweet it is Book a suite out in Sweden, Swedish cribs Some molly and bitches, we in Stockholm And back home, your own home is to throw stones I'm prone automatic, react pragmatic SongtexteWho said assassination ain't diplomatic? Madness, black jacks, dashboard-like cabinets Bad bitches, they knick pickin Nigga please no sadness, this hard work Them niggas never shovel the snow, a yard work So you could never know the effort it takes To chase a tornado, or measure a quake Bungled up for the winter, summertime money You say you catch more flies Well honey, the fly love the sweet but how sweet it is The fly love the sweet but how sweet it is Bungled up for the winter, summertime money You say you catch more flies Well honey, the fly love the sweet but how sweet it is Love the sweet but how sweet it is, it is (Outro) Yea, TCP Somewhere Somewhere far Yea Aus Songtexte Mania