Lyrics:
like that
All you out there fakin' better chill out (hold up)
[Chorus: x2]
Why you walk like that?
Cause I walk like that
I walk like that
Why
gripping on a pan handle, ugh
What you talking bout?
Nigga who is that?
Fuck a fake friend
All you pussy bitches stupid cap
Got it out my system like
head like can food
Dawg, ah we buss the shot ask Shampoo
Try bun me skin, that a sum'n weh you cyaan' do
7.6 rapid out ah di pan too
'Pon the Ztekk,
your door
That .40 put you to the floor
Epic kind of war
Bitch I'ma handle my business (I am)
If it ain't about money you trippin' (Yeah)
Told that bitch
love's on the day you can see many people drive by
For look at the house they think they fell from the sky
They say that this place would make them
battle unlike that Machine Gun
Kelly, you should've known not to do that stupid shit
Everyone came for your head, so you hit that genre switch
But, that's
or robbing no problem she on that
Paper she on that
Fading she on that
Whip the dick out tongue kiss then she on that
Walk like trina, face on nia
Crazy like
Today, I will walk into the Civic Auditorium
As a 17-year-old high school graduate
And walk out-
"Name?" The man's grating voice
Cuts through my reverie
the only one for you
Damn, girl, I'm beginning to sprout an Alfalfa
Why should I wash my filthy mouth out?
You think that's bad? You should hear
the only one for you
Damn, girl, I'm beginning to sprout an Alfalfa
Why should I wash my filthy mouth out?
You think that's bad? You should hear
the only one for you
Damn, girl, I'm beginning to sprout an Alfalfa
Why should I wash my filthy mouth out?
You think that's bad? You should hear
that was planted by Ruthless
My family tree is so G, we was cut from the cloth called LBC
Crybaby, used to C-Walk at the park
Pitbulls on a leash that
will be the day that I quit
Likely seismic shift
Fuck I just added that I should write that down
I guess I came out late you can blame it on my momma
grave like R. Kelly (You a felon)
Your boy on the news watch the tele (Yuh yuh watch that shit)
I be hittin' milestones till' my tombstone
Still in my
of yall
and if ya Immature than Im out the door
I'm on fire gettin head by the
Harlem Boys Choir.
Dreams, dreams, dreams of fucking an R & B dick
(dreams
between yeah
You and dad have really
Sacrificed a lot for me
I always show love
That's the way it's got to be
Heading for my dreams
Ain't no one be stopping
beside him in Cheyenne
They say she just went crazy screamin' out his name
She ran out into the ocean and to this day they claim
That if you go down
beside him in Cheyenne
They say she just went crazy screamin' out his name
She ran out into the ocean and to this day they claim
That if you go down
face lit up to the rockets red glare
By September she'd asked him for a wedding band
How could she know he was a ramblin' man
He walked out the door
the fool is warm
By your side baby
Lift me up & dethrone me
See you walk
See you walk
See you walk out that door
So cool and so lonely
We kissed
The walk with you was beautiful
But now I wanna soar
And I won't stand in your way
Yeah imma love you out the door
You lost a real one
That's for sure
Yeah
of four doors
If yall tripp you know how quickly that forty goes burst
Cause we hopping out of four doors
Four shooters four glocks equipped with extendos
a night
How you do that trick to hypnotize ?
Me in a shuffle dance, you by the light
I think it's time to fix our glances
just in time to lick you beside
dreamin'
'Cuz if I wake girl and you're
Not by my side
I feel like half of me
Is no longer alive
So please, shorty
Before you walk out that door, boopy
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