Lyrics:
you my vitamin C
Stay down like Hillary and I can be ya billy
I'll buy ya jada pinky pinkies I'm the biggest willy
Just when I give it throw it back
motherfuckin 'raris
Watch out for them snakes
You know them boys always been coppin
Fifty bands up in just for me to shop it
Another 10 in the club
Somebody
give her head
Every time
She got me up all night
I feel like "'J. Cole"
Motivation on the beat
She my "Kelly Rowland"'
And When I'm with Girl I play my
inside
Judging myself from the outside
Somebody explain to me why I cry
Feel subpar human I get high
But past catch up and again I die
When would it end I
With no profanity, but what can I say
Yo Dre [Dr.Dre: What up ?] Do it your way
On the radio you get more looser
Take my word you're a dope producer
We
Now I'm bout to t up
One in a million
From the D
Just like Aaliyah
Shawty know she Cole
That's the way it is
I just call her Keyshia
Used to mack
got lost
Give away the day you were mine
Don't know why I let you leave me
Honey I don?t know
See its hard to see lovin' comin baby
But I
With a burned CD full of jams that was up in my hand
When he said he didn't want it
It was, fuck him again
One day, he gon' regret playing me
Little
Someone found a letter you wrote me
On the radio
And they told the world just how you felt
It must have fallen out of a
Hole in your old brown
me)
These are my confessions
Man I'm throwed and I don't know what to do
I guess I gotta give you part two of my confessions
If I'm gonna tell it
you put up
When you don't give a fuck, when you won't just put up
With the bullshit they pull, 'cause they full of shit too
When a dude's getting
Can't stand my bitch, but I can't go without her
She wake me up, give me head in the mornin'
She fuck me every time when I get horny
Ooh, yeah
Can't
Yeah, P!
(La musica de Harry Fraud)
I could tell by your beard you don't love Allah
You got the Bryant Gumbel face
It go, waste removal, we
of a hustler
Stop the track, let me state facts
I told you give me a minute and I'll be right back
Fifty million 'round the world and they said that I
six years later was handed sentence
'Round the same time is when you came in this world
Me and your mama thinking, what the fuck we naming this girl?
Hollywood Cole
Go
Ay Hollywood
Hollywood Cole
Go
You wanna know just where I'm at
Well let me tell you 'bout it
I put my city on the map
give me the music, make me rockin' at the dance (Jah know)
It was a cool and lonely breezy afternoon
(How does it feel when you got no food?)
You
give me the music, make me rockin' at the dance (Jah know)
It was a cool and lonely breezy afternoon
(How does it feel when you got no food?)
You
and play-o
Work it out, work it right
Baby's lock 'n load tonight
Work it out, keep it tight
You're so rock and roll
Sold your soul now, baby
Put the radio
We living dead in the gutter
One in the head when I up it
Im tryna fuck on Keyshia Cole after I
Fuck imma nut on her face
I'm really trench living you
In the days or years to come day
It'll change you'll see life's something
Something join me say
One day... (One day)
It's gonna get better (Better)
Dropped me like a bag now I get a bag and run it up so
Baby give me one more chance
Oh nah I got that good love girl I gotta go
Said that you didn't and now
talking to you
Start a war in yo comments sorry bae i'm territorial
I ain't tryna sound like no simp but I'll give the world to you
No keyshia cole you
playin' by no rules
And girl singin' melodies (I'ma lay my hands on you)
And it soundin' like your favorite song playin' on the radio (I'ma give you what
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