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Cool N Dre, this is It's so simple that it's complicated (Complicated), uh You think about mistakes, that's when you made 'em (When you made 'em), yeah The water's runnin', baby, I ain't chasin' (I ain't chasin') 'Cause only in still water we can see our faces (See our faces) Real shit, I told my nigga "Boy, you better watch them hoes when you sleepin' Nigga, them dog-ass hoes be creepin'" I got a few Ms put up for safe keepin' Long hair, don't care like I was raised in a teepee Nigga, gun hurt, Nina said she 'bout to go streakin' Niggas 'bout to go to missin', niggas 'bout to go to deacons Niggas 'bout to get high as airmen from Tuskegee Niggas blind to the fact 'cause they don't wan' see me Niggas don't want talk, niggas don't want reason Niggas don't want peace, niggas don't know the meanin' Nigga said, "You're a bitch, nigga," bitch European Nigga ,we Herculean, nigga, skate surf or skiin' Nigga really overseeing, y'all niggas sight seein' Tomorrow is what a nigga ain't guaranteein' New Orleans had a sheriff by the name of Harry Lee And when he died, niggas shouted out, "Tha-thank you, Jesus" Cruising down the street and I ain't Caribbean Ain't terrified and I ain't never been Letras de cancionesSippin' H-Town, lookin' like Jeremy Lin I'm movin' slower than a fuckin' Maryland terrapin I ain't got time, patience very thin I will fuck a nigga bride on the day she marry him I'm a bad Samaritan, I'm a black American Got white like a fuckin' Aryan, and I don't need no pot to piss in, I just need a pot to whip it I don't need no fuckin' help, I don't need no Scottie Pippen I don't need a lot of niggas, I just need a chopper, nigga Graveyard or penitentiary, I keep runnin' out of niggas I ain't runnin' out on niggas, no Now beam me up Scotty You gon' find your mommy chopped up in a tub With "Stop snitchin'" written on a note by her body I picked up your ho and she wore something tiny I wore something simple, she like that about me My dope from the 90's, my dope ain't consignment My coke ain't that diet, I hope you a client These hoes be relying, these niggas be lying These niggas who snitchin' we throw to the lions Ain't no testifyin', you know desert's quiet So scream until you give your throat laryngitis, we so terrorizin' You cuddle too much, you choose hoes to confide in I know where you hide and that ho verified it I told my homie, "I know where to find him" He said, "You late, we already got him And by the way, it was an honor" That made my day, made me so proud I bought my bitch some shit from her favorite designer And a Chihuahua What's the occasion? Don't worry about it I don't fuck with snakes except Kobe, the Mamba Might cut off my hair 'cause these hoes is Delilah's Let me check my wallet, my pulse and my vitals Call me the greatest or call me retired It's up in the air like carbon monoxide Bitch, we in the buildin', we started from outside My dick is my third eye and she call it cockeyed My bath tub lift up, my walls do a 360 She get so wet, it can be sea sickening Niggas expect some sort of leniency I'm in high def, but why are you screening me? I'm Weezy F you, with a sick dick Hop on my skateboard, do a quick trick Playin' my role, even with a thick script Waitin' on a revolution, hope I get a big tip Smoking on Cee-Lo Green, lighting up a big gift Every bud get nipped, life is so vibrant and the suns just trip Anything can happen, put the whats with the ifs But what's with the ifs? Just pass that weed like flyin' colors Light green, teal, turquoise, purple When I'm in a room, if these walls could talk I'm sure they'd prefer to be non-verbal Papa was a rolling stone, worthless Mama said I wasn't on purpose That's why I got a ice box where My heart used to be in this cold world I'm a monster, a cold blooded monster I'm colder than fuckin' Moscow, kilos, ounces, Grammies, Oscars Knock you off your fuckin' high horse Like a cold-blooded jouster, fightin' for my life Praying to the ringside announcer It's so simple that it's complicated (Complicated), yeah You think about mistakes, that's when you made 'em (When you made 'em), yeah The water's runnin', baby, I ain't chasin' (I ain't chasin') 'Cause only in still water's when we see our faces (See our faces) Real shit, tell 'em I don't need no pot to piss in, I just need a pot to whip it I don't need no fuckin' help, I don't need no Scottie Pippen I don't need a lot of niggas, I just need that chopper with me Graveyard or penitentiary, I keep runnin' out of niggas I ain't runnin' out on niggas, no I ain't runnin' out on niggas, no I don't need a lot of niggas, I just need a chopper with me Graveyard or penitentiary, I keep runnin' out of niggas I ain't runnin' out on niggas, no Now beam me up Scotty (Now beam me up Scotty) From Letras Mania