I fell through (x8)
grace you with my presence and,
i had a couple plans but
i didnt make the grey and i fell through,
now we back with that brand new off broadway you can find my posse,
cant stop and talk ill be on my matzi(?),
regular-a** clothes Im not too flossy,
I still look good i dont care what it cost me remnants of (?) rest of (?) in me,
if im tryin to get saucy,
I like my chicks thick and not too bossy,
if my heart gently weeps, its way too softly channel my chi like Bruce Lee,
who else could it be,
technicolor dashiki,
a**es real freaky
banned form Seattle like it came from DC
always have bad brains, you can tell when you see me
what once was hard is now made easy,
please believe me
I might fall threw with a couple of breezies,
cant fail you cause i know that you need me I fell through (x8)
grace you with my presence and,
i had a couple plans but
i didnt make the grey and i fell too,
now we back with that brand new I fell through on you,
you see youre my boo
you really felt me through and through,
now what am i to do without you
youre like my homie, but deeper
even met my people
got a vivid (?) member of a sleeper(?),
kinda fell on my lap
I remember the beginning, homeless
with a box of beer and some spinach,
now im Champage playing on some pimp sh**
Not a reminisce for old flings
This the song I sing
about the hell and the might
and this is all we got
time break
more (?) on some Michael Phelps sh** who smokes the pot,
Champions, we f**ing rock
Im sorry bout my funky socks,
i thought about it a lot,
your renouncion is hot,
and im clearly, nearly, one of the best to ever rock,
so yo lets hit the block and taste some vodka with me, vodka face. grace you with my presence and,
i had a couple plans but
i didnt make the grey and i fell too,
now we back with that brand new