Texty:
Hit The Lights Pulse

I see the light bouncing off your cheeks But tonight I got these urges to taste you like you wouldn't believe Could be the night with the color of your

I see the light bouncing off your cheeks But tonight I got these urges to taste you like you wouldn't believe Could be the night with the color of your

hoes in disco's My dogs let 'em walk with ripped clothes Shows, Niggas pack 6 rolls We're losin' 'em His hart won't get pulse Pack you bags off a 10 percent

I'm embedded in what is known as beat Let it be shown, every enzyme is complete In time, you'll see the pace of the pulse pump Rapidly, heart rate,

my knife out (Knife out) Motherfuckers light out (Lights out) Hey whaddup 'cuz it's 50 Cent, what's happenin', nigga? Ever since the moment I was born I been dyin' (Yeah) Hundred miles an hour, pulse

think tomorrow we might be sore Even in this light, your tits look white against the tanning And I know we're a couple now 'cause We went down the Family Planning It hit

Travel down the barrel towards the light Once in open space it's easy to lose sight Don't look down You're bound to fall flat If you do hit the ground

the blaze" Somewhere on the easts ide of steal and rob A whole generation got a McJob And the light bill still ain't resolved See the hungry mob pulse

what nigga? Joe's up nigga Y'all shouldn't cry about it, grow up nigga Guess what y'all? I know magic I could make your pulse disappear and no hat trick