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the girls my room key
Money can’t buy you love, so I don’t pay for no pussy
I don’t pay these haters no mind, so fuckin’ call me cheap
I grab life by
hurt)
I said I really wanna work this out
Damn girl I'm trying
Here's the remix (remix)

I got this ice box where my heart used to be 
I got this
what I'm sayin'?

All my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high
And all my real playas throw ya hands up high
And just keep on bouncin' while I take you
the girls my room key
Money can’t buy you love, so I don’t pay for no pussy
I don’t pay these haters no mind, so fuckin’ call me cheap
I grab life by
Yo, see what I believe is, uh huh uh huh, 808 needs a remix

Oh Babe, is it true that your girl don't do the things I do?
Are you missin' this
to 
Bring it back home to you, because I ride, or die, girl we gon be good

[Ace Hood]
Baby just hold it down, I need a chick that'll ride for me, 
My
and I'm fading fast, I can't keep it all together
If every fairy tale could probe the night and take me into there
Or grab my hand and tell me what's
My radio is off

Let's be good
Let's get off
You've got to earn it
'Cause you want it
Don't you girl?

Keep your lights off
And look the other
sippin', throw your hands in the sky
All of my, people (people), keep it (keep it), goin' (wassup)
You little sucka' fucka' tryna keep it a secret but we
I'm so cold, I'm so cold 

I don't wanna be stuck off in this cold cold world 
Don't wanna mess this up, better keep your eye on me girl 

Let
to 
Bring it back home to you, because I ride, or die, girl we gon be good

[Ace Hood]
Baby just hold it down, I need a chick that'll ride for me, 
My
to 
Bring it back home to you, because I ride, or die, girl we gon be good

[Ace Hood]
Baby just hold it down, I need a chick that'll ride for me, 
My
more than fantasy
Take my hand, follow me
Oh, you've got a brand new friend for your life

You can win if you want
If you want it you will win
Oh,
that's your child
But if you keep it, then you gotta tell your girl you was cheatin'
And you went raw dog when you beat it
That's when she gon' tell you
tell her yeah, but it's clear I'll always be the same
Until the end of time

Take these broken wings
I need your hands to come and heal me once again
should of put her out it was all her fault
Day was Friday date was the tenth
My girl was looking good on her strength
She smacked my hand when I put it
Makin five fifty somethin, barely controlling shit
Keep frontin, I'ma hurt ya
Now your face getting scraped by asphalt
Off a somersault, flesh wound
Bring
The future in his hands:"
Or a spineless human pinball
Shot around by your demands 

Suicide suicide
Goin' to sleep and when I die
You'll look up
So here I stand, a child undeserving
Take My hand and let your heart
Be moved by mercy
treble, pumping on them mids
Ya man ain't never seen a booty like this
And why you think ya keep my name rollin' off your tongue
'Cause when you he want
the Charlotte Hornets
But I had to cut that bitch off cause see your patna had warrant

That I ain`t even handled yet although I`m havin cake
The little homie
Eleven picked up a traders book and bought a bucket
Use to have a perm bigger than the Charlotte Hornets
But I had to cut that bitch off cause see your
'Cause if you give me your love then I give you mines back
If you get to acting up I cut you off like that
I, don't think I could take another broken
And keep the kids inside
Save your skin now you can without an alibi
Save your skin take my advice
And leave the dogs outside
'Cause here he comes
It's
peace
Then he put his hands in my pants, felt them thick lips, and got wood
He said, "Kylie wuss good?" I said, "Miley wuss good?"
I said, "Could you