Madonna - Triple One

Feels like a problem there is nothing stopping from stepping right into your

territory

Three ones the brothers, there is nothing other existing could damage me

mentally

How come when I speak they listen, when you speak their vision appears to go

blurrily, (so when)

A century pass I will venture the dark, and come out cause, that’s what I was

s’posed to be

Bitch I’m gone, whatever the reason, for why I can’t ease up, not giving a fuck

47 Ronan, up in her throat man, sounding like a Yamaha in the back of the car

She get off on my ego, two forty Kawasaki to deep throat, I get the Nagasaki

for free though

Sit on the booster, Blowin up your puter, never tutor, the troubleshooter,

the paper loose, so whatever suit’chah

Obsessive-compulsive

Many people they find me repulsive

Running mouth your jaw click get convulsive

Slow your breath now I want you to hold it

Any body got a problem then solve it

See the white of my eyes, red like a Collin

Swollen, But look on the plus side, open her ass wide

Tamahagane Iron for when I’m trying the cusp eye

I’m eye’n the finest lyres, no sleep for the highest flyer

No cap on the highest buyer, put us on a pin

I’m up in a black ford, tinted dust on a dash board

Blowing up with the jack chord, and the day has begin

If you fuckers ain’t heard of us, TO be the murderers

I Heard you ain’t worthy, we put your ass in the bin

When Bukakke don’t know bout it, because I been herb clouded

Hurt anyone who has doubted, I’m gone with the wind

I don’t know, where to go

Who am I, I don’t know

Where my friends, when i’m gone

Im a joke, Don’t know why

When I’m High, When I’m High

I don’t know, Who am I

When I’m High, When I’m High

Where my friends, I don’t know