Lyrics:
tuckin', woah
These niggas not about nothin' (Never)
And that ho think that I love her, no
"How many racks?" A couple
Caught that boy lack, his ass in
a whisper in your bones
I start to think of you
And what a couple years can do
When we’re a couple hundred miles apart
We stretch these family ties
Across
Took a couple buses home tonight
Took the 30 and the 45
People said that you've been
Holding me hostage
But baby it felt good to be held
Baby I can’t
depression is they mood
I can't tell you how to live your life 'cause I ain't in your shoes
But I can give you a couple hacks to have your way and work your
over your heart
Or you’ll be left with a couple of scars
You’ll fall just the way that she planned it
She’s a girl bandit
She’s got a nice little piece
into the drywall, you got that bullet, I'll bite it
Pop it off like you own me and scratch my back when you ride it
Nobody wants a couple of rights
60 racks, worth amiri before I spent that, I spent 20 on balmain
Gave a couple niggas hope, 200 off a pro, I couldn't wait till that check came
If
that money, Ain't a thing, I need proof
Big bank, had to swipe the little bank out (bank)
Lost a couple friends, but I never lost count (count)
Love
Do you bum a cigarette when you've had one too many?
Are you a couple cold beers or a strong pour of whiskey?
Do you still got roots in a one stop
(Ha)
(Glaive)
(Fuck)
I just like you for the image
Look pretty in a picture
I was foolish, she's a gimmick
A couple months I let it simmer
his neck till that whore with the dead
Fa fa fa fa
Smokin dope, no we floatin to the ceiling
Feelin fat but my pockets full of millions
Couple hoes
One day one day
Cruising on a Sunday
Cozy on the beach with you
Take a couple pics with you
Riding down through the coast drop top with no ceiling
think this shit pussy til I expose ya
empty couple clips go back reload em they should’ve told em
say you gone do what to who you ain’t gone do shit
crying was a contest
Makeup is running down, feelings are all around
How did I get here? I need to know
I guess I maybe had a couple expectations
I
Get busy, baby
I just need a little bit of time
I just need a couple minutes with ya
Get busy (busy)
What you doing right now?
I just need
a seven-eater when it goes down
Send his ass couple shots, he with the Lord now
And I got a couple killers in the dog pound, dog pound
And I got a broad
She
Uh, uh-huh
Ten bands (uh), twenty bands (what?)
She'll do anything for a couple grand (uh)
Never had no money but she love to dance (what?)
I
my bitch on ten, but I picked up like thirty
If I'm hoppin' out the coupe, then you know that it's dirty
How much you made today? I've made a couple
wet I might go a couple rounds in it (rounds in it)
My niggas say they wit' it then I'm down wit' it (down wit' it)
And if yo' bitches say they wit'
got some country and some Kid Rock making those speakers pop
for all those country kids rocking in bikini tops
He's got a couple pork chops
on a couple bottles, seen a couple of bitches, aye
King kong bitch I'll be gone in a minute
Find Nemo bitch
I might ping pong a bitch
I'ma bang a couple
patatoes
Bite down bitch I got 20 different flavours, ask them what happend to those that didn't pay us
I got a couple ounches left and ima move on (move
Couple of jiggers of moonlight and add a star,
Pour in the blue of a June night and one guitar,
Mix in a couple of dreamers and there you are:
Have a couple beers get funky on the dance floor
Going to a Policeman's Xmas Party
Gonna have a good time for the rest of my life...
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