Lyrics:
Thompson, Curry, KD
Yeah
I got active
Pull my weight, no lackin
Putting in work
What's your worth
Boi you average
So OD with my team, we a faction
Stash that
Imma have to roast ya,
Have the cash in ya hand when you approach a roller,
"I'm selling that good caine, got dope under my fingernail,
I keep me
for you to hold my hand and walk with me
Feel like you my twin flame, you make me feel a way
You got me falling deeper for you every day
I see your face
staining your genes, I'll chase me a bag not consuming wrong foods
Y'all can sit and eat with Jay-Z. You gon' know exactly what
I'm talking about when those
brought rappers to me, for approval
Now I give you sixteen bars, for removal
I punch you in your temple make you stagger like Yeltsin
Over hand right
brought rappers to me, for approval
Now I give you sixteen bars, for removal
I punch you in your temple make you stagger like Yeltsin
Over hand right
are meant to be
And I know we are
When I hear you say, "I love you"
Lay your hands on me
Tell me how you feel
Still takes my breath away
We lie here
bar beat, pardon me
I bet right about now you feelin' like Jordan down in the Jordan Downs
In fact it's crazy that you even play ball to clear your
My soul made love to your soul long before our bodies met
When I first laid my eyes on you I recognized you, you held my future in your hands
Nothing
Paradise is waiting for you
So lay back
Lay back
Relax
Close your eyes
Let me improvise
I only wish
To pleasure you
Over and over again
My time
lay me
[Chorus]
When the mobstas rock y'all spot
Watch all the niggas and bitches start dancin'
Big ballers wave y'all knots
'Cause y'all
But she don't wanna share me, I
I wanna tell her, I got her, yeah
And this will be no problem, yeah
Let her lay and honestly
Tell your girl to keep
Yea
It's Echol Remix
Ay yo, I got one of them one's for you
Listen
Like This
I just gotta know girl tell me how you feel
Put your number in my phone
The ladies are datin', no question but you can't tell her that
'Cause subconciously, we put our hand out
Like I'm that ATM cat, drop me off at Chase
the damn thing
I want sex in the kitchen over by the stove
I want put you on the counter by the buttered rolls
Hands on the table, on your tippy toes
We'll
Roll up a Porto blunt now I'm halfway back home
Plug your headphones in your phone
And sit back, this is my truth to each is own
Leave me alone
outgrown
Living like I'm sin free then I can die with it
If there's time to pay you can hand me my sentence
Only one man I'll ever ask for forgiveness
Left, right (flick it)
Left (flick it), right (flick it)
Left (flick it), right
Gun Lean remix (remix)
Tek your time, don't cat Felix (tek time)
Something is starting
But you'll never know the meaning till you hear the sound of those
Footsteps that follow in your stride
Lay me down
I wanna listen
am a twins baby will you still choose me
I will always choose you, only you no other, anything you want,
Oh my baby we go oder, for your case me
Sixty hoes ain't get drugged by Bill Cosby
Can we be honest? If you broke, then just say that
We ain't finna argue over hoes, I don't play that
I just
the riches
And my vision been part of the plan
Touch my brother I'm chopping ya hands
Talking off the wall like you some vans
Me and Quez had to rake up
will hear me
He will hear my
I lay it in your hand
I lay it all down for you lord
I lay it in your hand
I lay it all down
Lord I can't steer my life
You're like ice
I-C-E, feels so nice
Scorching me, you're so hot, hot (hot)
Baby, your love is so hot, hot (hot)
Pull up, she been purring like
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