Willie The Kid - Amnesia lyrics

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Willie The Kid - Amnesia lyrics

[Verse 1] Burning Nag Champa on the t.v. screen Playing the bu*ter rim Veggie burger sippin' Rossy With a lady friend She said her n***a in the club trying to play promotor His actions sound fishy She itch to spray the owner Move down south Mansion in Atlanta Time share in Myrtle Beach Vegas, Tropicana She keep her phone on silent When we fornicate Her man thnking I'm the man He was born to hate Tryin' to find the time Just trying to find the time Tryin' to find a rhyme But I can't find my mind Drinking SoCo and lime Thinking on the climb To the mountain of success where I was on the drive Wrestling with my demons Grapple Greco Roman Being severed from my whiskey Thats a hella omen Wifey in the future living in the moment Jill singing in the Chevy Living like its golden Disciple of a dreamer Cuban links in the j**elry cleaner Seven series Beamer Drug dealer demeanor My bars like Neutrogena [Hook] Them n***as told me write a rhyme on 'em n***as told me I should shine on 'em Told them n***as its my time on 'em Porterhouse steak with some wine on 'em I can't do your feature I got amnesia I can't do your feature I got amnesia I can't do your feature I got amnesia Mighta f**ed your broad but I got amnesia [Verse 2] (?) summer homes lampin' in the mitten Polo trousers, white sands Hanging with some kittens Honey Jack Daniels Mix it with the Lipton Thinking about the time when this sh** was distant Distant memories sipping Riesling Lean Lead me to my own devices I devise the priceless Picture painted b**hes fainted for the faint of heart I'm faded glory, pour some more for me Play my part I'm parting ways with all my old ways I'm on ways And ways and ways aways from being satisfied bu*terfly fillet Lobster tail, flash fry Fry scallops, prosciutte And a little salad Cleansed palatte These scallywags do pilates I'll pull a fast one Pull out fast from the party Bally slippers lamping Mona Lisa Gettin' naughty Cause Ricky Waters told me when to wear my j**elry gaudy Caught me on a calm day Coming out of a day party Strong J Money f**s with it the long way Waving from the sky box The Tigers vs. The White Sox The brain fly A few b**hes came by They f**ing with us [Hook]

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