Lyrics:
as a surprise if you told me they all was his
He played them dominoes, I mean rarely would papi lose
He was standing slam the feature while screaming "I've got be
has got that
And when I caught her with that hoe, you know that by now I got the trail
I tried to get at home on her, but she start whorin' and she
word
This one's so crazy, Aye mark my word
This one's so crazy, Ha Ha
Yeah, yeah
Got damnit I'm the shit oh shit
Lil mama love a nigga like this
She want
that I spend
She pops, locks, and drops it fo' me
Shorty got that fat ass
Makes it jiggle
When I smack that
If she single
Imma bag that
Put a single
Southern Comfort
It does a thing on me
Takes me home to a gentle touch
And wants what's left to me
She's got her own space
And I got mine
She don't
forgotten which way’s up and which way’s down.
she’s got a heart made out of empty boxes,
built more for temporary storage.
she wears pretty dresses
hyperventilate
Others get tired, could use a commercial break
45 King, DJ Mark's my alias
It takes a ton of M-C's to prevail against me
Just listen, I'm
of Ciroc
Crib on the water got LeBron up the block
Money ain't the thing baby welcome to the Mark
Diced pineapples talking diamonds by the jar
Bitch so
from the flo' two sets of hoes
K west to go
Let me talk on this let me walk on this
Mark Spitz extra clips of hollow tips
I'm full throttle with Chicago
bread
And granny would ask that man
She said son, did you bring me fresh bread today
And he'd say, yes ma'am
Granny got to looking at the bread one day
One hand on her body right from the start
I don't think lil shawty ready or nah
If she coming over im making my mark
Send her on her way, sing la di
Don't leave me all alone
Just drop me off at home
I'll be fine, it's not the first
Just like last night but a little worse, and
She said that
She’s so beautiful, every man wants to be the thorn to her rose
We’ll call her K, but the name is euphemistic
So let me introduce you without getting
(Hit-Boy)
(G. Ry got me)
Ayo, Hit-Boy, man
I need to roll up some of that fronto you got, man
I be seeing you smoking
Yo, how that I.E. weather?
natural beauty, she don't need no cosmetology
She asking do you love me, I'm looking at her like well obviously
Build up my daughter's confidence, she like
Each one cut by hand, by master glassworkers"
She draws her eyes from me for
A second to look up
"Takes one's breath away to think about it"
Mum loves
And flipped to get her salad tossed
And bang the hoe until it dangles like a camel toe
And she’ll be needing both her hands
To blow me like a saxaphone
Crush
only breakin' my heart
Been through it over and over, and now I'm back to the start
Told me it's over, it's over, she walked away without a mark
And now
So don't tell me whatchu wish for
You wanna be kept by a rich ho
Bitch-ass nigga, I'm tryna hit me a lick
She better pay me right now
She wanna get
my heater
And always keep some rubberbands you never know if you need them
Mark ass nigga beefing bout a bitch I had a 3 sum with
She said she miss me
want by my side
She's the only one that I believe can save my life
She makes me wanna be a better man, oh why
She's higher then the sky, the suns
steps, they marketed sex
M-mark it with a X, they talkin' them checks now, now
Envy
All they do is envy
Don't they know what's in me?
Don't they
tragedy
Oh, run Samson run, Delilah's on her way
Run Samson run, you ain't got time to stay
Run Samson run, on your mark you better start
I'd rather
How she got that junk car
Running guess I'll never know
It never ran but once and set
To winters in the snow
Well imagine running out on me when
I
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