Lyrics:
I don't wanna step on land mines, this time
Don't waste your time or ya energy
You know me, your mind
Knows I'm not outta line
Baby girl you know you
you upon my side I don't got time for other bitches
I tell you every time they not a fraction of your psyche
Cause you a work of art I can't get enough
like a bully bitch, get saved by the bell
If you scared, go to church I'll see you in hell
And your girl, she a flip, give me heads or tails
Everybody
shit, I can tell yea
Blaze it up by myself
Blaze it up by myself, yea
Gelato blunt with some hash, yea
Up in smoke the whole sesh', yea
Blaze it up, I
well-rounded
I thought it was dope how she was on that freestyle shit
Just havin' fun, not worried about anyone
And you could tell by how her titties hung
well-rounded
I thought it was dope how she was on that freestyle shit
Just havin' fun, not worried about anyone
And you could tell by how her titties hung
in your own world
You a fan girl, you was gon be my whole girl
My whole world bought you everything you wanted
And I know you ain’t see this coming
ladies trying to have the baby off of this kid
I'm not kidding, tell by the way ya'll wrap it up
Sometimes fact is fuck it, the notes until the glasses
Hmhm say I no Dey play I get hmmhmm
OH YEAH MY GIRL RIGHT NOW
I really wanna hold you right now
I wanna tell you something right now
say I want you by
Boy stop wearing them chains
Them shits color turning
That girl want me to stay
Be gone by the morning
She say why you so busy
Girl I'm recording
I
Don't worry about your mans
I'll never snitch on you
You can, cruise with me girl across the blue
While we, rock the boat, and I'm tossing you
A couple
at you lie I’ma keep it real girl you my type is it true are you fly you pass me by and left me memorized wishing I could be just by your side I can treat
wassup
Like, ain't that rough?
And tell me can I be enough? cause lately I been pushin' for u to come by, but that ain't lining up
Empty stomach in the cut
a rusty screwdriver, blaow (I'll fuckin')
I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin' hang you by your fuckin' dick
Off the fuckin twelve story building out this
is well" I'm high as hell
I'll beat you with a live cat when I'm swinging him by his tail
I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin'
Lay your nuts on the dresser
is well" I'm high as hell
I'll beat you with a live cat when I'm swinging him by his tail
I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin'
Lay your nuts on the dresser
a rusty screwdriver, blaow (I'll fuckin')
I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin' hang you by your fuckin' dick
Off the fuckin twelve story building out this
force it
You’re the Wickedess girl
This ain’t no bluffing
Girl please don’t waste my time
Omo Your smile na follow come
Your lips na follow come
Your hips
Postin' money for the hoes you lookin' like a catfish
Girl I can tell you that I love you but
I don't wanna hurt you like your dad did
Baby girl I'm always
Shawty, I'm catching these snitches
But girl don’t you fade away
What’s your name today
Well tell all your friends that I’m breaking your heart
Running so
much?
Am I hanging by a string?
Am I pushing my luck?
Because you say I'm your beloved
You say I'm enough
But every time I kick and scream
You tell
I just wanna rock ya body
I just wanna rock ya body slow
You ain't gotta tell nobody
You ain't gotta tell nobody no
Girl your body's on ten
Ya
Tell me that you're on your own
I'll be waiting by the phone
Tell your lover and tell your soul that I know
Ask me for one last chance
One last
a million dollar crib eatin'
On shrimp and broccoli
Watch me, Philladelph's flyer, no hockey
Tell your chick to google me
She can dot com me
She ain't gotta
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