Ceven of 6th Boro - Aphrodite lyrics

Tell me why Traffic lights in NY Feel like the ages While I'm pacing on the gas I write the pages Pa** the reefer to my mans Unleash the drastic Holy package sent the bible way Tidal waves of wreckage Towards the necks of any vessel No survivors lay It's far from a normal day My formal wear consist Of wooly jackets In Case the drink or ashes Spill My grip 430 E-cla** Oh 3 year Let's see The trunk Cubic feet match the Fifteen pairs Make up names on products Who would want Some type of federal agents Able to trace The vanity To where you stay at On time is the illusion Cause It overrun the grasp I have Figure the inclusion Boosting cash From grabbing common mans Resonate in methods Du rags up under buckets When I stand upon intruders Fecal matter fill they bladder But back to the message Pa**enger leather Carress the back of my get up Head up to Dyk' Return the 'pike For some lettuce Transport is essential When double parked And a Hundred ounces Size of pillows Being stuffed inside the ceilings And trunks Got some lady parked Next to my car Notice me Remember my Lexus Dark green elephant All grand My palm reader Seek the ambidextrous If under 30 and her panties fit Then king size beds become My launching pad Spirits filled her mannequin Walked up to my door I crack the window Asked for motor specs Fingers traced the trim Just a V8 from Germany Not unlike the current She Notice currency make dividends For faster money Woah Devil thoughts will Have you caught up In a leaf or two Never cry Never die Read the script Feel alive Yo She tried to get me out the stallion Until I guessed she was a detec Made from sequin diamonds You know the type that Liken up and Strike a conversation She look like The name of law And Might be linking up the Motives back to me Dodge a feeling Face the penalty Then she hit a smile What can I make from that? Started writing digits Slid her business card No strings attached None I seek the intimate Her eyes are screaming But the way my trunk is set up Cheddar become reason She winked at me And Uptown will have you sentenced Down yards and wire fences Harvey Levin, people court To purchase raw I Spread the profit I scurry home Terry Lawson Lex Next to Bimmer Series 7 Stress my person No reverse lever Revert that To all the people Transmitting the cursed life Creep along my blessing Feel immersed in empty hearses For a second time Party for the recognized Peep her dancing Show the exercise Like it's a lesson Grab me close Outline my toast Damn baby She pulled out a baby jam Inside her bra**iere I found a stack of Unmarked bills That ain't releasing this year Did I mention her name Along the line of Aphrodite But the music was blaring so I couldn't hear a thought New York clubs Got me making the walk Back to her spot She rather talk about My whereabouts But where do we start? Pretty women Act the timid part No more than 48 minutes past Back in her pad I stretch the walls And crush the back out Even that's too long Yo Devil thoughts will Have you caught up In a leaf or two Never cry Never die Read the script Feel alive Devil thoughts will Have you caught up In a leaf or two Never cry Never die Read the script Feel alive