Lyrics:
I'm airing my dirty laundry linen detergent the fire is burning flow
Tighter than virgins she tight like a virgin
I slide in she hurtin I'm higher
that's not unfamiliar
To the crew, the beat, the lyric, and the flow
That's straight original (straight original) (let's play house)
Gangster the brew,
priceless nigga
You understand me? Either you wit us, or you ain't wit us
Either you in the huddle or ya out da huddle
Either you ride or pass and fly by
that passes by I know these feelings gotta fade
Feelings gotta go
I mean I'm feeling you
But I could never let you know
Tho I stay honest with my truth
been tryna shoot me down, but they don’t see what I see
I’m so persuaded by the sound, just let me be what I’ll be, nah
Tryna cross your mind but they
Produced by Nurelle, so, this song should do well
The Passion Mixtape (Friki friki friki fricki Guess Who's Back)
Clap Your Hands
If you feeling this
on they necks 'til they can't breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's just see
Fuck
Bish, hydro
Got it going on
Fueled by a storm
Hydro feel
Flowing through me and my feelings
I let flow in
My emotions, an ocean, hydrolic
Pressure me
Take
nobody Unless you get in the way, it was meant privately
Just let it come out and go with the flow Hit the floor when niggas buggin', anybody
can go Not
wanna brothel
No, I want a wife that fuck me like a prostitute
Let's make love on a million, in a dirty hotel
With the fan on the ceiling, all for
and bed frame
The flow is heavy it's leaving a Red stain
Can I speak to your left brain in your head frame (Maintain)
As the water the game the plane reign
got her sippin' that Kinky, ha
You know we feeling fly, we sitting in the front
VIP status they showing love to these thugs like
Wassup I knew y'all
drinking heaterz
Hot box we be taking bong breathers
Sick nigga medicated by sativa
And yeah she be feeling our heaterz
Y'all know all I do is fucking
the city on the lock down
Drive by in the low ride
Hands high when we fly by, fly by, fly by, fly by
Girl it's time to let you know
I'm down if you wanna go
Let me pour myself a drink real quick
Pull up in a jet ski when I'm in Hawaii
Let's get on a yacht issa motherfucking party
Baddie by my side you
contain it
Let the feeling flow right through
You're right where you belong
Sing and I will sing along
Every note was paid for by Grandma's sweat
brought some Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay
So just let the song play
The long way, the strong way
It's our day, it's our way
This was all inspired by a little
from me
By defense I must know
I could hear you in the early prime
You let your feelings go
(The world is in trouble now)
(The world is in trouble
'bout that white girl
Feeling good to be black
Ya whole hood I seize that
Breaking down the, fuck all that feedback
Gone by the morning
I landed soon
Every time I let you know
(Well)
Gotta let the feeling flow
(Ooh)
Gotta let it fly by
(Oh)
(Too deep, too deep, too deep, too deep)
Can't help the way
get into this lets take a little leap
Back in time before this shit get really deep
Selling cocaine this shit was far from cheap
Little by little
by putting pen to this pad and dispersing these feelings
While the label only care about making a killin'
Feel my energy, I ain't talking E-N-E-R-G-Y,
under the trees
Get carried off by the breeze
Float away into my dreams
I feel the music flow, I wanna take it slow
I radiate light, I glow
Take a breath
way to go and this road it get bumpy
They feeling the flow that I wrote ain't that funny
Haters they hate never seen this coming
Chasing my fait will
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