Yesterday I went outside With my momma's mason jar Caught a lovely Butterfly When I woke up today And looked in on my fairy pet She had withered all
see what you got Rub that ass and play with that clit I'm still with that freaky shit One time for the girls in Georgia, Detroit, Michigan and Miami, Florida That's
your boys are back, Fresh Kid Ice, Brother Marquee and Mr. Mixx. They droppin' some new shit; and ain't about all that bullshit y'all been hearin' for
know a drugstore cowgirl so afraid of getting bored she's always running from something so many things ignored I might do that stuff if it didn't make me feel like s
in it Beautiful disaster flyin' down the street again I tried to keep up you wore me out and left me ate up now I wish you all the luck you're a butterfly
moved away Funny how it rained all day I didn?t think much of it then But it started to all make sense Oh I can see now That all of these clouds Are
game snakes and ladders baby driving me crazy and I just don't to be your lady and even maybe in the past that you?ve acted too shady now you can see that
and dined, The drillin' in the wall kept up but no one seemed to pay it any mind. It was known all around that Lily had Jim's ring And nothing would
Now everything is imaginary, especially what you love You left another message said it's done, It's done When I hear beautiful music it's always from
freak, you can see me smilin' Took the money that I got from the verse Flew me and CiCi to the Fiji Islands Wildin' all on the beach All in the sheets
it's phantoms flyin Used to whisper in my ear, but now she tryna vandal mine That holy feelin/hollyfieldin all gone, slowly feelin all wrong None of this
you left I lost my way forever and the fairy land Now the rainbows have all gone and the flowers have all died And the sunbeams that we caught have all
told me lies, 'bout all the birds, the bees, and butterflies. 'Bout some dude watching us beyond the sky. I said he don't mean nothing, no he's crap to
And all this time, I couldn't find someone something like you and it tends to make me believe that it's all that I need It's the interstate darling that
born, and he's flesh of my flesh, young Harlem Karan [Chorus: Busta Rhymes] I hope you grow up to become that everything you can be That's all I wanted
stepping make you feel good (make you feel real good) Triple step, butterfly, sugar foot (sugar sugar foot) But, I'm coming with a new thing. What you need? (That's
