Lyrics:
don't need a girlfriend
Walk me home from school anyway
Hehe, okay
Oh, Romeo, the cutest boy I know
I know, I know
So let me be your girlfriend
are a couple 69ing
It's like Rick James is shooting up your house, nigga
Fuck yo' couch, nigga
You screamin', "Fuck the world!" with your middle
anyways, fuck it, what's been up
Man? How's your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too
I'm 'bout to be a father
If I have a daughter
Guess what I'ma call
breathe!
[Hook]
Kickin’ back with my thoughts I’ma roll one up,
Always one deep and that’s enough,
All I really need is this blunt,
I’m smokin’ blunts by
Kelly's back In 08
Yeah- back when Chach made The mixed drinks
And if they stayed pass 2 they Was down with kink
Meek said we don't judge them Yo
One
walking on ice An egg Shells
Its cool we living hell
Your girlfriends hater
Na For real I fucking hate her
Gotta talk to you in laymen's
Thought I called
the world
Only let's me know that I'm loved
By so many other motherfuckers that ain't you, and it's bugged
'Cause you keep fuckin' with us, we keep
(Big Moe)
Yeee-yeee haahee yeehaa, yeee-yaahee
That nigga Big Ass Moe
Chillin with my partna named D-mo
Its on his birthday we comin through
In
2 am in London
2 am in London
Bitch it's time to function call your girlfriend's call yo cousin
Cuz it's 2 am in London
2 am in London
High like
witness
Either you surf the wave or swim with the fishes
So many lives lost being pulled for recognition
Impel position, live on your own conditions
By any
in my mouth, jaws are breakin North and South
Look around to see who's lookin, figure that my breath was kickin so
In the bathroom I go; and fixing his
named Ren`
You get her alone and she'll make your day
Like Burger King, she knows the play
But a freak like Ren`, you can have it your way...
These
Ryall, Johnny Ryall
Kickin' uptown, kickin' downtown, kickin' crosstown
Johnny Ryall, Johnny Ryall
He drinks where he lies
He's covered with flies
New York City, we piss in it, we live in it
We die, we all take shits in it
[Kool Keith]
There's a million albums out there with that opera
for the rally (Oh no)
Told me ‘bout her girlfriend Kelly (Woah Kelly)
She was downtown with her bestie
Fuck it im sticking around
God bless me (Bless)
counted
The final tally scored
Fifty feet out in the streets tonight
Another thousand for the Lord
We are fighting for your freedom
You should thank your
a fake dab to smell my armpits, whiff it
Your anxiety's throwin' gang signs
But I made strides with these rape lines
I'm cuttin' back on women hate
off
Tha Yungstar ain't gone play
Gots to pop
I bang in your ear
I shed so many tears
I bang R Kelly or Aliyah
Gots to drop tha top real gently
Im sippin
bumpin' in your jeep (y'all know!)
That it's the piper and I'm comin' with the heat
Thoia thoing make you wanna club hop, make you wanna drop top
Make
the Henny, we goin' back to the telly
I'ma urine on your face and take
A crap on your belly
And do the R kelly, now take a shower, ho
It's too powerful
You
big blocks
All gold Rollie, no tick tock
Fuck your ho in my flip flops
Kickin' this shit, no gym socks
Ask about me nigga, I been hot
It ain't
what's your name? (Ivan)
Ay, let me leave you my hook up real quick you know the game
And if I give you my number you gon use it? (mmhmm)
Well we can dance
platinum
We know the presidents are flowin' by who's sackin' them
I'm that type of guy when poppa wasn't happy with it
Trippin' them up, that was my
looks at me
And here we are, just we three
You, your girlfriend, and me
She's your girlfriend, it's getting harder to see
Better just take her home,
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