Lyrics:
Yeah
Ayy what Blac Youngsta tell them hoes? (Toot toot)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me) (yeah)
Just don't talk to me (Just don't
"Hallelujah!" (She screamin')
She on her knees and she screamin', "Hallelujah!"
I been boolin' in the cut with my shootas, oh, yeah
On codeine, I'm rollin',
needs a surgery
She lying under oath
Disrupts the judicial process
(Rapper Tory Lanez
His real name is Daystar Peterson)
Me Scientist of Humanities
She's good to go
She can satisfy my mind, body and soul
Come and dance with me
Come and dance with me
Come and dance with me
Come dance with me
I
by the games that you playing that you is a bitch
I don't fuck with no lames
You gon' get served when we come in sage
Your bitch gave me top on the top
She's a cool lil thotty
Hot lil body
Tryna see what she can get from me
But she don't know that I'm a player
I can never save her
But I make her go
today,
By agents of Her Majesty's Government, with a plastic bullet.
They say that plastic bullets were designed not to kill,
They do.
I say that human
Giiiiiiiiirrrrrrrrrrrrllllllllllllllllllll!
Till the day I die
I shit on niggas I play with they mental
I, spit on bitches I key they rentals
I, walk on water I talk in scirptures
If she ain't
a naughty girl, I pull up on lil' baby rocking Nautica
She begging me to put it on her face, I told her, "Not again" (not again)
I go wherever the fuck I
bitch tell me who sent you
No i can't go i got switch on stand by
Glock in my hand when she giving me dental
Simple
Swear that shit fuck with my mental
and Twilite so you know that's my small crew
They told me bars are too hot so you know that I'm too cool
We see the opps, we inking their body with shots
He
Let me tell you a story about this young girl
She was bold, she had dreams man she owned the world
But her story never ever had a happy ending
Let me
Let me tell you a story about this young girl
She was bold, she had dreams man she owned the world
But her story never ever had a happy ending
Let me
And rozay
Had to let go my broke ways
Champagne soaked in rozay
She ain't letting go of her hoe days
Murder that pussy that's cold case
Oh Kay, Oh
tee if she fuckin with me
You know my niggaz Stan, Jynx, Loose, Berg and X
Ya niggaz switchin occupations, cuz they heard we next
No niggaz above mine,
her confess and yes she confess
Good better best, that's right, check
Looking clean at a bar talking dirty to a stranger
Tight red dress, she be
I didn't smash her (I was mad)
And that taught me a lesson, lil' mama got to be special (special)
She just wanna kick it with me, we can travel
She's good to go
She can satisfy my mind, body and soul
Come and dance with me
Come and dance with me
Come and dance with me
Come dance with me
I
across the land
Led by a bleached blonde man with a mic in his hand
Act two, song's the only way for me to talk to you
Cos you're the king of hip hop
I'm
well now she sweet and she tender
Deh with her from 19, hm, can't remember
Everyday she see me just a pressure fi me fender
Talk 'bout how she want
an LAME (Lame)
I think you're the one that should be leaving with me (Sunset)
The steena flew so fast that she couldn't even see (Yoh)
Now you linked with
green
Shawty said she like my style, I be dripping with ease
Please don't send me naked pictures, I don't like to be teased
Say she got that Super
got me **** in the pants
Because she, all in her stance, doing her **** dance, man
Look, lil' buddy cute in the face, she rock her hips to the bass
She
haunted, with mean dreams
GS's with BB's on it, supreme schemes, to get Richer
than Richie, quickly, niggas wanna hit me
If they get me, dress my body in
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