Lyrics:
You'll have to watch me glow up on my own accord fuck it ok
Go find somebody pour out his fucking heart on a tape like that bitch
back to your fuckboys
red jumps right through the open yellow door
Whip-crack'n Wade loves a sound that will take you by surprise
With a crack of his whip he will show you
of the
Strings start haunting the track
New jacks jump back like they walk on attack
I connect like my forearms attached to an axe
You ain't gotta ask if that dude
Yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
What you know about that?
What you know about that?
What you know about that?
Ayy, don't you know I got ki's by
when you walked out the door
When you can't fight no more, oh
Love ain't easy when you walked out that door
When you can't fight now more oh
I started by
the door
By the door, by the door
Baby, drive safe
Drive safe, baby
I want you home
Walk through that door
Walk through that door
Now, now, now, now
Walk
mother fucka that shit up right now mother fucka
I said it's BIG KO
Walk up in this mother fucka stepping with my big toe
They might see me can't get near
Can tell by the way you walk
Now gone and Buss it open for me
I know you got that WAP
Turn around lemme see that thang drop
Nah ain't no WAP
Ima
before
If that don't make you comfortable
I'll drive you to your door
Baby, baby girl, you are a star
When you say you're walking far
You can hop in my
the second I was out that door
If it's him, let me know
If you're happy, I'll let you go
I can walk this road alone
I would walk this road alone for you
But I won't be the fool again
And I tell you now
I won't stay around
While you play around
So
So baby pack your lies and walk right out this door
to twenty-eight years in prison
He has thirty days, Kelly, to appeal that sentence, back to you
song
It'd be thick to spend a cent on
Iggy Azalea, real name is Kelly
So maybe you're jelly
That Machine Gun's taking the credit
Your space on radio
out, no way out
I said I'd be home because I
Don't wanna do that right now
I don't got time for that shit
I'ma kill you and you better
Hop in the casket
walked out of
That's the perfect spot for our love
Right by the door I walked out of
Just to remind you of what you lost
Everytime you walk out that door
even know each other
Somones in the darkness crawling out of my closet door
That's what the nines in the mattress for
Warlocks and witches come
a fact
All the girls love me that's a fact
When you see me in the movies
Say issa snack
All the niggas in the back
Ask how I do that
I got talent for days
Yo dj hi-tek
Drop the motherfuckin' beat box dog
Bring that next-level shit
Uh, yo, for real
That's what I'm talking about
Check it out
conscience comes into play (I gotta do this)
Alright, stop (Huh?)
Now before you walk in the door of this liquor store
And try to get money out the drawer
conscience comes into play (I gotta do this)
Alright, stop (Huh?)
Now before you walk in the door of this liquor store
And try to get money out the drawer
conscience comes into play (I gotta do this)
Alright, stop (Huh?)
Now before you walk in the door of this liquor store
And try to get money out the drawer
That's what I have toppers for
Open up Solomon doors
Surrounded by priests, scholars and moors
Say my name, dollars just pour
Not that fake paper money
But
top then you go get stopped
My glock R Kelly
It seem like you ready
Alexander McQueen and Dior
I can rock that shit
But I put on this Tulones
Momma said
her out, but I just want some sucky suck
My Glock a a minor, Gen 17, can't leave it round R. Kelly
Turn that nigga to a bowling ball, put holes all in
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