Tha FreakStylaz Post Album | Primal~the Rap Achilles~

T HA F REAKSTYLAZ P OST A LBUM

| Primal~the Rap Achilles~ |

| 4. Flawless |

thought she had a gun on ha hip, the way she stay dressed to kill/

sex appeal, leave a man dressed in chills/

ha chest for real, 'Bad Passin Grade' dog 'D' Milk/

skin smooth, Sienna brown like Chinese silk/

ha hiney, perfect hip curves, onion poke/

shit is serious, nothin funny like bunyon jokes/

hun don't smoke might sip a lil white fine wine/

gettin looks, faster than emcees can write five lines/

nine to five plus shorty runs her night time job/

got real estate, and a little stock bond grind/

so she rock fine diamonds, and she whippin it sick/

monday thru thursday, escalade sittin twenty six inch/

weekends, seven-O middle digit is six/

baby livin it rich, victoria style grey stone big house on a hill/

and fam, her sex game, i can vouch that it's real

Chorus X2

-dog she got had mind right

not in for the gangsta

but always somebody on the grind right

she's ponder a move for cake

fine dime, no time to fool wit fakes

got skill in all trades----made

down since my really dog days hey-

now i said that her sex is heaven/

and she grips 2 inch, and shows she can neck the seven/

stay wet, 24 hours open like seven eleven/

leavin me sweatin, wipin my head like the best of reverends/

no screamin and yellin, baby takes it well/

flood gates be runnin like criminals from jakes and jail/

did i tell, she cook a mean potatoe steak and shells/

and i got it bad like usher, she hot, like she straight from hell/

she chaffeurs the kid around like taxis and limos/

always mellow, like she smokin sacks of the indo/

the windows to her soul are hazel and wise/

so i knew by look, she never spoke wit anger or pride/

just smarts, math takeovers, her angle, divide/

and conquer..Athena..her name is divine/

in time shell yell prime is my hubby/

dog listen, she already told me that she love me/

Chorus X2

-dog she got had mind right

not in for the gangsta

but always somebody on the grind right

she's ponder a move for cake

fine dime, no time to fool wit fakes

got skill in all trades----made

down since my really dog days hey-

ran thru had body type and ha pretty complexion/

and how she got the cake on lock like city corrections/

by investin, livin the dream to the fullest guys/

how ha mind breakdown bullshit faster than bullets fly/

i see shorty most days and i love the nights/

and she call P da plumma, cuz she love how he run the pipe/

crazy how i'm lovin right sprung and whipped/

made me pick up a book, now wouldn't even lug the fifth/

so i got plans, that take till i'm spirit matter/

until my books is closed wit all completely finished chapters/

yeah i'm takin bout that diamond ring, matrimony band/

and a sunlit honey moon on macaroni sand/

yo it's crazy how she runs all thru my head/

and most tmie i see had, she's runnin thru my head/

yall know when you wake up in a scream/

it was good, but i realized she was made up in my dreams/

----BUT IT SEEMED SO REAL

Chorus X2

-dog she got had mind right

not in for the gangsta

but always somebody on the grind right

she's ponder a move for cake

fine dime, no time to fool wit fakes

got skill in all trades----made

down since my really dog days hey-

MOST DREAMS NEVER COME TRUE

TAKE IT FROM ME

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