Search results for 'her other man by tinsley ellis' Page #475

real 
Said he down to ride 
He probably squeel 
Her ass ain’t real I Kan tell by the way it giggle 
Are they fr
5 deep with 1 strap with em
He aint know

It's a party y'all always talking about people twerking
But I ain't never seen nobody tick hey you trama
We bout to start a new trend man
I want

& i cant go back to boring..

I been patient god saying i needa be the man.Never talk the business you doing they always plotting fam.They tryna cool me

i’m tripping . 



Shit that’s on my mind , feel like no one on my time except me . 

My new bitch only one that told me grind and let’s eat . 

Others

glowing right now how does this work?
Skin gettin’ clear
Dick gettin’ long 
Rhymes gettin’ tight 
Mind runnin’ strong 
I told my lady that I love her I mean

And when I’m by myself i overthink it get ridiculous.
Thats why i roll them thickies im too high my gas be sticky.
How come you say you love me but you mean

Velour tell them stop playing Man
At your noggin about them band Bands
Boot was clear never sand Tan
Bomb stashed by the trash Can
Bags of pressure

gotta go feed em cause man 
Fuck them other niggas ima ride for my niggas 
Till the coupe got a few pretty thighs sitting in em 
Fuck a truce cause you

they chose the least,
You still wait for replies, Im all up in her sheets, 
Always the the quiet ones, I've always been a freak,
And I like a freak, But

But this is for my people 
Treat each other all equal 
Cause when 1 die then 10 die then 100 man that's a sequel 
And now who cares about yo common ass

fans tho 
Same bitches speculating mad cause they dont got no man tho 
Just focus on ur tan yo 

Had to get my mind right to the lines right 
It gets

do the dash
Drop me a four in the minute maid
Come on your block then we renegades
I don't really care what you say
I'm getting bigger by the days
Got

bitch, green eyes, money ain't a thang
R-roll up four blunts
Tell her fill it up with pain
Blow away the stress, how a nigga stay sane
(stay sane)
I just

cocked up
Don't give a motherfuck
Squeeze a bitch up on her butt
Hollin' man hold up
Getting full and fucked up
It's your nigga Dougie D
Wrecking this

icebox got my heart cold as shit
Yea that icebox got my heart frozen…

Wake up every morning on the grind you know it’s time to work
I’m a man and can work

slow burn
Been ballin I tell my niggas
Man it's your turn
To serve these fiends til they nose burn
These niggas get the look but they hoes turn
So they

other rappers don’t compare they not on my level man/

dealing with her pass she thought would never ever reach , granny tell me she don’t give a fuck about every other week.

I’m like oh nooo shit getting deep.

Speeding blown out my speakers up on Chastain 
The girl I'm with keeps on talking bout her last mane 
In two years she'll be begging for my last name

hands say let’s make it work
Cos Un be know to you I know my own worth


Cos my momma didn’t raise me to cry over you
Or over any other man and baby that

mad loud
Shit have yhu knocked screaming “Man down!”
Your bitch wanted me had to lay it down
3,2,1 pinned had her laid out
Head to the mall then I

it my blood

Verse 2:
My momma had 5 brothers
4 of them died
2 from drug using
And two from homicide
The other one still around 
But he stop coming by

type 
Like you jockin my shit but you ain’t gone bite?
So I said alright I ain’t got time for that 
Have fun with them other dudes they all wack 
And I

placed it away,  man I had caged that
I was praying that it would fade, I was afraid that 
Facing my demons would lead to my self destruction
That’s how I