Mrs. in deep / Fishin'

I just wanted something I can help with
Man, can't you see I'm going past my target?
Man, can't you see I'm going past that Target?
Man, can't you see I'm going way outta pocket?
Man, can't you see all I want is a wallet?
To fit all my cash in
Don't want nothing with banks
If I give you something nice
Better take it to the bank
Man, you wanna walk
And, you just wanna talk
Talk your talk and walk your walk
But when I'm done, I'll be nothing
More than a man who just want some neck
Nothing, a man, I just want my necklace

Patek on your wrist, yeah
Care to stick a little trick?
Sick indefinite deposit
Hidden girl, well, what her problem is?
Sucker been invited to the mall
Where's the neck, now?
Driving down the avenue
I needed something clean in you
Now, all I want is a little more time
Money isn't worth shit
All I need is time
All I need is time
All I want is a dime
All I need is time

Fishing for a premium, bigger, fatter dealer
Real chain monk, doesn't matter if you tell God
See me up, Nagasaki in the sack
Letter from a mall, probably from like 2012
Space shake right in front of me
When I tremble on my feet
Who can hear me breathing even from the
Corner of the deep, Marina trench youngin
I'm an underwater lover
Smoke the reef and stay out the aquarium
There's too many fish there

Fishin', no more fishin'
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Fishin', no more fishin'

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