Lyrics:
Houston
I don't play round with my music find a drug and I abuse it
See this here be therapeutic beat is hitting bodies moving
In the club with all
and talk yo' shit
Talk yo' shit Slizz
Brand new chain go drip drip (Splash)
These niggas love to talk big shit (Pussy)
'Till they find out they on my hit
something to confess
Gotta get toxicity off the chest
Let’s get lost in the city while roaming the streets
Be the Houston to my Whitney, we’ll sing on beat
dig
Like Whitney I'm Houston
I'm boutta take off like rockets ain't something I'm used to
Damn, this shit Go crazy
Straight outta Kingston, yeah that is
enough to go around
PCP I walked on water Whitney Houston Bobby Brown
I'm tryna get ahead y'all - an not set back like Lil Paul
I never get caught with my
My dopeness is stotious
I'm too ferocious stay focused
No hokus pokus that's bogus
A magnum opus so notice
Psycho with psychosis
Learned to rap by
Whitney Houston how I make gyal sing
Wave a red flag if she breathe or blink
Magnum tonic I don't sip gin
Give her dick then go cah I'm trash like bin
this the type of shit I, really had to get on
This the type of shit to get your whole clique spit on
You ain't really getting top, cause you got the lid
a few years, she dropped a few tears
Traveling back and forth, yeah, for two years
Houston, I had a Whitney
And my Britney kept a few spears
We just
clutching that iron
One funny move and im letting it fly
Couple words is you ready to ride
I need that trust and that love till we die
Be my honey i come out
The club
Why
To party and have some fun
What is it that
Can come and take away all your stress, tell me
Music
No further questions, you have passed
excited for this album
I think this album is definitely your baby
And it's definitely gonna be heard by a lot of people
And a lot of people are going
is check your distribution
My songs bump in Houston like Scarface produced 'em
You ain't gotta like me, you just mad
'Cause I tell it how it is
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
real world is, only a dream
I love you cat
I love you too
Jour body moved slow and your brain did too
Your mind was wrecked by drugs
I'm glad I don't
I come from where you don't disrespect none of your successors
I don't fuck whores that I can't leave in less than six seconds
"Who the best?" is
the history of music
By night, just to pay for that shit, you'd dance
To get your pants was a mission impossible
We were both the same age but I
Suppose
"Well, since we're recording tonight,
And we're ah, we're indebted to you to
Let us be on your album. We have to thank
You for that, this is
may
(I love you)
Look at me now sittin' all by myself
Face another sleepless night all alone
All I look forward to is lying here living this song
I
Don't get it twisted
I love you but see I'm different
I see you in your ignorance and recognize my privilege
Definitively we've had enough taken from us
on BAPE, but with the money in your bank can’t say
Can't say what it is when im running biz
Just show up to the crib when i got ideas
Gs dont know what it is
Ruffin
I'm still baggin' up that one shit that killed Whitney Houston
In this bitch whippin' up babies, I'm reproducing
This nigga Ram ain't drop my beat
the good memories by you and me so please dont leave me hanging.
Pre chorus:
I'll stay is it okay?
Chorus:
One day we'll talk about the past like I met
up
Dirty in my cup
I can't get enough
I
Run
Runnin' toward your love
Baby you're the one
Know my home is us
It must be
Uh
Bitch it's goin' up
Dirty in
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