Lyrics:
Woah, Oh
Yeah
She got a style that I like, yeah
Style I could vibe to
She told me she ready
Anytime I wanna slide thru
Guess I gotta tell her
That I ain't
each other
And if this bitch cheat, I swear to God, I'ma tell her much
Don't step on my bitch, you better not look or even fuckin' touch her
TV don't
askin questions got tourettes like no I don't know
She ask me if the pussy good I hit her with a so so
Ridin wit glocks desert eagles and a ruger
Always
You ask me if I love you and I choke on my reply
I'd rather hurt you honestly, than mislead you with a lie
And who am I to judge you on what you say
nut
If she want a bread winner she's with one of us
If I got a crush on her I ain't showing lust
How you out enough but still be so out of touch
I wanna walk away, but what if I'm wrong? (What if I'm wrong, wrong 'bout you?)
Believe in you, needin' you, wantin' to see it through
Through, oh
to see it baby
And you was out here doing the same thing as me
I wanna ask, has he been by the crib?
Has he been in our, car? And did you let him,
to see it baby
And you was out here doing the same thing as me
I wanna ask, has he been by the crib?
Has he been in our, car? And did you let him,
to see it baby
And you was out here doing the same thing as me
I wanna ask, has he been by the crib?
Has he been in our, car? And did you let him,
She said she wanted her pops Dillon to heed one
Ran some style about him pushin' on her privates
Look honey, I don't care if you kick five fits
weed with the roof missin'
I can't trust no bitch
If she ain't down to go and get her own shit
Eatin' lunch, takin' pictures by the ocean
Quit
pants
Walk out the club and throw up your hands
Tired of being disrespected by her man
Think this shit ain't right for you
Niggaz been yellin all
fed it to the drama
I met her through my nigga named Jermaine Palmer
Who knew her through his peoples by the Baltimore harbor
Alana was a Marylan'
To give me the thoughts
To ration the heart to ask you now
I wanna give you a six finger handshake
Not around your hand, but your body, if that makes sense
your hand
Now let me hold your hand
I wanna hold your hand
And when I touch you I feel happy inside
It's such a feeling my love I can't hide
Yeh, Ill jump into the jungle and boogie with the stixk,
Ill hike it by my self aint no need to send a blitz, If I swing say im babe
Ruth, you know
and I'll be hiking Simultaneously biking
But since we're on the topic of bikes:
First of all, it's not a play doll
At least ask if you wanna ride at all
If
to blush
Talk to this girl thought she wanna cuff
Found out she freaky she just wanna touch
I cut her off she was doing too much
I just want love in a world
cards right if I wanna succeed
And she play hard to get, cost a good ticket
I put a lotta time in and it's still tickin
When get her smiling, feel like
She said she need me a little
She wanna see me in the middle
I know you're working
Shawty so bad but she worthy
She said she need me a little
She
skeleton key
But don’t you to wanna be a inspiration to me?
In an instance a child's life was ended
By the hands of a four foot menace like Dennis
You gonna make me fuck somebody else (I'm gonna fuck somebody)
If you keep on treating me the way you do
(you don't wanna do it, you don't wanna do
full of passion
You got questions
You can ask her
Let’s see who can f*ck her faster
You can have her
I dun had her
You can catch her
By the bathroom
up
You, over there in the jean shirt
What you wanna be when you grow up?
I would like to be a police officer
Alrighty, that's a pretty good
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