ace up. Party till the sun goes down. Cos we paid up. Homies get your weight up. I got the baddest in my section straight up. All different complexions. But the one in the red dress. Got me so messed up
realizing we're African For all my cousins back home, the strength of mommy's backbone. The length of which she went for raising, sacrificing her own. The pain of not reflecting the range of our complexions
new Benjamins (uh-huh). Hoes of all complexions, I like cinnamon. Mase you got some hoes well nigga, send em in (c'mon). What you waitin for, let the freak show begin. How they came in a truck
