Texty:
Fish Lady Let It Lie

do Now you end up here singing in a gilded cage And for half your life you were wishing you were half your age Lady let it lie It's hard putting down

leave game alone (You hot like fire) It hurts to the touch You burning pimp my game (I'm avoiding) Long talks on the phone 'Cause you might have me gone My lady

any town, any ground Rules 'fore I hit it, split it, lick it and quit it and hit it, lick it Did I say lick it? Yeah! Fuck it, lick it Ain't no shame

It's gettin', it's getting', it's gettin' kinda heavy Bitches will be bitches as I smash in the Chevy It's gettin', it's getting', it's gettin' kinda

hustler, and I'd rather make a killing My eyes get so wide as it rise in the skillet, I let my bitch bag it, if she steal it, imma kill her, I bulletproof

the one that healed the sick and made the blind see the one that turned water into wine and multiplied the loaves and the fishes healed the lady

try to make a living, I tell My eyes is so wide as he watchin the skillet, I let my bitch bag it, if she steal it, imma kill her, I bulletproof the

is it you? Knight: Hey nonny nonny nonny no. Fred: Hey nonny nonny is it you? Knight: Hey nonny nonny nonny no. Fred: Hey nonny nonny is it you or

in my game, just because it's real You think I won't scoop your girl, oh yes I will Check it, check it, it's get hecktic, I'ma wreck it I make fellas