Lyrics:
Some will sell their Coca-Cola
Some will sell their energy
Some will look the other way when
There are things they should not see
Ooh, ooh
You're
Went to Carvel to get a milk shake
This honey ripped me off for all my loot cakes
The car oh yeah there's money in my jacket
Somebody broke into
Looka, look
Looka-looka-looka-looka-looka-looka
Looka there, looka there
L-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-looka there
Oh, looka there, looka there
Looka there
Stay there, you ain't ready to move with real niggas (that's right)
And guess who I'm talkin' to, you, nigga
You already know what it is, yeah
You
girl from your video
My worth is not determined by the price of my clothes
No matter what I'm wearing I will always be
India Arie
When I look in
the sky yeah we just lit that
Telling by the look in yo eyes that you ain't with that
She the one I want but she don't seem to get that
Ice on me it froze
See that far away look on her face
Twisting her hair, staring out into space
There's no talking to her, don't even try
Better save your breath
(SSJ we on the scene, yeah)
(Demon time, when I pull up in the coupe)
(Shawty bad, lil mama, what it do)
She a pretty lil thing, wearing pretty lil
want it
Baby, you got it (just bust a move)
If you want it
You got it, uh
If you want it
Baby, you got it, mh
In the city, ladies look pretty
want it
Baby, you got it (just bust a move)
If you want it
You got it, uh
If you want it
Baby, you got it, mh
In the city, ladies look pretty
neck it's iced
Look on my wrist it's iced
Look on my teeth it's iced
Look on my ice it's iced
Ice ice ice ice ice ice ice ooh ooh
Ice ice ice ice ice ice
RenAgade Girl
1st verse
Her lips are delicious and I never even kissed em
I can tell how they taste just by way h her whisper
She shines she
money you know it's here
Them diamonds be glowing clear
Its popping you know we there
If she ain't fucking with me
Maybe she fucking P
If she ain't
the bathroom, drunk and high I ain't need my body when I look in your
Eyes No psychology but girl you blow my mind
Yeah, ooh baby, come near me I'm stuck on you
happening there
Like I and Bragger, we borrowed a coup today
Here come Pepe and she's got a friend in a Chevrolet
But she ain't running, she just walking
see that look on my face, I'm for real
(Let's go)
I like when my bitch tell me I'm pretty
(Mwah)
That lil' nigga that stay in the mirror
(I say) mirror,
a loyalty
She walk with grace, and every girl replaced would look disorderly
There's more to me than Coachella, played the stage, a go-getter
You the one
The
Hatred is pretty scary
And since everybody's with it
Tends to get a lil' blurry
'til there's nothing right
Niggas out in this calm again
To the niggas
take you off road, all told, off load, by the crossroads
When you in the inner city, got them trigger fingers itchy
It ain't pretty, there ain't pity,
the end)
Lauren is such a bitch (I know, right?)
I don't even understand why guys like her, she's not even cute
She's not even pretty
Have you seen how
it if you riding with me
That's fine with you then bae that's fine by me
Pretty lil body, bae come slide with me
She peeped the wrist now she wanna
pretty and nice, but I took her advice and passed her by
Years have passed and it don't look like love's gonna give me a second try
Boy, the look
a Diva
She's a
D-I-V-A
D-I-V-A
Ooh
Now she ain't about games, so she gotta be real
And could care less about what others might say or might feel
She got
on the Forbes yet
Swear to God, I ain't see you in them stores yet
Donatella on the corset, pretty gang in the back of my Corvette
Copped my best friends
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