an earthly goddess That I'd sell My soul My self-esteem a dollar at a time For one chance One kiss One taste of you my black madonna I'd sell My soul
wanna be your mother, won't be shoved in a drawer 'Cause every woman's a Madonna, every woman's a whore, that's right What are you thinking when you push
ya holler Check it out Aiyyo, it's the rap scholar, hot around the collar Pack a blaka-blaka, since I was a toddler Drama, the nine-seven nigga Madonna
the starlight in the blue And if I know you There'll be something that you do Nobody else could even contemplate, it's true If I know you Madonna's in the bathroom Madonna
fire, used to inspire You to inquire about the truth but there's a liar Cooking up a plot, cookin' up a pot of lies, pushing up those dollar signs Who
vederci a colazione ho steccato l?erezione ho spaccato ogni canzone ho staccato la corrente alla mia testa in distorzione ?ho Fibra Madonna la gente che porta sfiga! Fibra Madonna
its own And something no man can divide" So St. Jermaine hear the prayer of this supplicant For two scarlet women, Black Madonna Hey I am not in your way Hey no need to push
s getting recognized, supplyin connects with pies Pumpin pounds of weight, nigga like exercise Joe been over quarter five dope and homicide Long before Charlie got knocked, until Madonna
popular demannnd That new C-L fly Outside of Popeyes eating chicken and fries Yeah come holla at ya uncle I understand I'm back by popular demand [Pusha
it to three Put the levels up some more and you just might O.D. [Chorus: Both] We gon' - get, that, glo We gon' push it to the limit and live it until
dogs in the trunk Side of the road, holding you up, cold as a fuck They want that button, Lunge it and push it Soon as they lunge it and push it, I run
be your mother; won't be shoved in a drawer cause every woman's a Madonna, every woman's a whore, that's right What are you thinking when you push me
the hour falling fast, and i'm running out of gas muggin on your sister! smart as bobby fischer! still i couldn't get arrested though i got more hooks than madonna
plays it like a theme song. Kissed a girl and liked it, now she's swearin' off the ding dong. Back and forth like ping pong, she really strictly dicky, now Madonna
: O.C.] Yo, somebody call the cops on this nigga here Seldom seen but often heard, mum's the word On the streets they call me Mush as I push up slick
I won't rape all The Pussy Cat Dolls' and then call you Kitten Now I'll pee on Rhianna, see man I do what I wanna Spray perfume in her sauna room, Krazy Gluing Madonna