Lyrics:
regrets, no abortion, had a son
By the name of Seven
And he's five
By the time I do this mix, he'll probably be six
You do the arithmetic
Me do
Out on the weekend
Let them in, get the lights, let party begin
Mix a little love, get the mood jumpin'
From new york to miami by ten
I think
I love the way you do it can you do it again,
For real, I need my freedom, can't be locked with a chain,
I'll take you off the club, cause girl you
Like This that real east side shit
Milton road boys and girls club days you feel me ?
Like We used to be turnt on this shit on the school bus
R.I.P
bowl
With some opportunity
I just wanna make it
To the motherfuckin top
Republic will stand again
You can love it or not
If you diggin a grave
You
just want to feel the love again
Just mix it up i can never get enough
Been feeling stuck all these days are getting rough
Time is passing by and I
at the club
Coming at me with high school shit, bitch you must be in love
Space Age, new faze, I done payed the price
Hoping you ain't bout to rip my stable,
right now is that it was inspired by my little sister, Cheryl, she's someone who loves to remember our memories. And whenever I hear certain Christmas
don't give a fuck
When you see a stoner up in the club
Show some love or it's
Middle Fingers Up
Call me Stoner GRETZKY
I'm on a snow mobile
Surrounded by
the club lights)
I gotta look at the brightside (look at the brightside)
I guess she wasn't the one, right
This isn't what love's like
That's for sure
Man, why I gotta be Jerome man? Why can't I be Tommy or Philbert or something?
Just put your hands on the hood Muhammed
It's the man that you love
holy trinity
Welcome to the club where we only wanna fuck
Never show you love, I can show you a lot of lust
We can spend the night, bet it make your
Daunted by her beauty, shorty's got men crawling
On ten, wanted for her looks, cause the fallen
Angels in the city where we love to tango
To crave
bitch airplane mode code
No peacoat no time to change clothes, same clothes
Love if you living by the same code, G code, leave ho
Fuck it you dead
(Oh)
We are the VA players
Love to The Neptunes and The Clipse
To ya bootleggers we breakin' off both of ya legs
The underrated Maganoo, comin'
Hit or miss
Drunk in love with my drac and my stick
Slut her out then I do it agian
You Must be drunk if you tryna come spin
Look
This is a club
Once again up in that south from my motherfucking mouth
And creeping up on y'all niggas like a motherfucking mouse
Stepping on these tracks like
Once again up in that south from my motherfucking mouth
And creeping up on y'all niggas like a motherfucking mouse
Stepping on these tracks like
Hold up hold up
If you got change for a Dollar
In your pocket right now
Then it's time to exit the club
If you've been sipping out the same cup
Since
Hold up hold up
If you got change for a Dollar
In your pocket right now
Then it's time to exit the club
If you've been sipping out the same cup
Since
wanna love you
This way forever
If you let me I'll be by your side
Just let me show you
Yeah, she was a drug dealer's dream
Shake me good credit for
And you know how it goes when I see you again
You know I'm making my way to your ends
And you know I need you to be there for me
You a little Post Oak
And you know how it goes when I see you again
You know I'm making my way to your ends
And you know I need you to be there for me
You a little Post Oak
this club for
Cause I can tell that you ain’t from here since you walked through the door
I see the way you looking at me as I love on myself
If you
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