- Lyrics
- Album list
Kelis
-
Mafia
Lyricist:Chad Hugo, Markita, Pharrell Williams
Somebody made me an offer and I accepted Forever in debted to weapon Love, honor and respected But his image was different than What his character reflected Word is hes seven-thirty his hands never dirty
All I know this so called psycho never hurt me Touch me down to tips, shoppin' sprees on Fifth With enough dough that could be carry out on forklifts Earnt his trust, together till we turn to dust Until his theory disintegrated and burnt to crust What?
Death to a soft heart That's what I vow to you The vows I vow to you Amazin' how it's true
Talk goes on our phone Just to remind you That I'm behind you The feds won't find you
Relax my love The love I have for you is like the Mafia (For you I'd testify) I'd lie for you of course Since my love is like the Mafia (And for you I will fight)
Mister and misses but I wonder where the bliss is Sealed in blood and Cordion kisses The shit I witnessed Would give a bitch mornin' sickness Decomposed bodies thrown in the ditches
As for snitches ain't nothin' lower than that Intentions to squeal on your fam make you low as a rat Got cappos for flamin' at those Lame ass hoes So you know next time keep your trap close
What would you doubt for? I'd never lie to you Of course, I'd die for you I'd be your eye for you Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
My love rest assured I'll raise our sons for you I'll save our one's for you Load up your guns for you
Relax my love The love I have for you is like the Mafia (For you I'd testify) I'd lie for you of course Since my love is like the Mafia (And for you I will fight)
Relax my love The love I have for you is like the Mafia (For you I'd testify) I'd lie for you of course Since my love is like the Mafia (And for you I will fight)
Riches, tradition niggas once held dear Let it be known that your name alone spell fear Gun for gun, hundred to one forget about it Petty shit, rise above and get up out it
Could give a shit about it, time to focus a foe Many lives bought and sold, fortunes favor the bold Connected like phone lines to racketeerin' to known crimes Winners turnin' long shots to gold mines
The high speed chases I'll do them just like you I'll give them dust like you Turn around and bust like you Then I'll deserve it Every time I get high
Relax my love The love I have for you is like the Mafia (For you I'd testify) I'd lie for you of course Since my love is like the Mafia (And for you I will fight)
For you I'd testify Oh, oh
-
|