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lyrics
King Solomon had many wives
All of them fly like the friendly skies
Sim-salla-bim, homie, blink an eye
He’ll take your bottom bitch for a concubine
Me, I’m highborn like the sovereign kind
You was born high, homie, octave nine
Them lukewarm lines not as hot as mines
How my drops combine, it’s not rocket science
In these modern times you will often find
That when you pull up in the gold, they try and block your shine
And they be talkin out the neck, talkin off the side
Now this muhfucka done lost his mind
I must be missin my mind
Or am I missin you?
Missin from my life
Whatever it may be
You’re fuckin with me
King Solomon was very wise
When you free in 5D, there be many sides
When the sun’s in the sky, there be plenty light
But them feelings come and go like an ebbing tide
Them really want to know what the sex is like?
We ain’t gotta wait until the next life
Do he got the nerve? Ooh, bitch I might
Makin sounds when we swerve, that’s that shit I like
The girl isn’t mine, but she doth oblige
And they be hatin on your guy when they prosthletyze
Did he cross the line when she crossed his mind?
Now this muhfucka done lost his mind
Call 'im Ish, 👑 of tripped-out hip-hop. With Erik 🅱️lood, they harness the idea of the 3-minute song as soundscape, and it's just stoned cold bliss. Grant