Lyrics:
quickly
Ex girl strippin'
I can't stop her
New girl trippin' but I can't drop her
'Cause I need somethin' to balance out the fact
That it's hard
with the
Brother, tuned out the pilot, Whoa
So if God put a plug up on 'em
The more I'll power from the prophet, Woo
Pull the plug on 'em
Snap the plug
on glass, plus I love that ass
Short and sexy, lips always wet see
I go downtown 'cause it's fresh plus she lets me
Rub it the right way like Johnny Gill
Let's Go ($torm!)
Ain't no toleration for these niggas, they can't rub me the wrong way
I was rocking off-white, she was fucking up the feng shui
see
I go downtown cause it's fresh plus she lets me
Rub it the right way like Johnny Gill would say
I'm glad you feel that way sometimes we just
Yeah, yeah (Check me out) That's right
(Check me out) yeah, yeah (ALC)
(Don P, Mac) uh
Yeah
All I got for these niggas
Is expletives and slugs
All I
wanna be your friend
And I don't trust you
One thing I hate about a sucker
They always end up gettin'
Offended by my hustle
And I put it out on the line
of those moments
We all hung out by the doorstep
Yeah those times were golden
The taste of nostalgia's holding
Holding my tongue when i cry
Cause i wasn't
Trick let me pull the gun out
Oh already did that one brought the sun out
Once I see the fucking cops then I run out
And still hit your bitch like
If you forgive me now some way some how
I'll make it out of the dark into the light
Whoa whoa
Problems on my mind eating me alive
Often in the battle
you can see the big picture
I'm HoodyBaby, that's my shit
Think I'm thinkin' 'bout a bitch, but I'm thinkin' bout the brick
And if you comin' by
expecting her
And she's got work to do
He helplessly stands by
It's meaningless to try
As he rubs his red-rimmed eyes
He says I've never seen her get
Washington to claim the crown
Let the whole world know that, the King was in town
As I, arrived, the crowd started to cheer
And then someone yelled out
Nefta on the beat , Unfiltered Z's, trabajo by Zieed
We gotta keep going after it no matter what's comin
If i keep my head down n humble i know there good
Like a jester at the ball
Rub my shoulders with the kings
And I was draped in gold and velvet
Bathing in applause while I was jumping through
on the leather, and rub the wood
See we got boppers in Texas oh man that pussy look good
So I let them hoes ride and I show them a grip
But she blinded by
And hey, baby, don't you know
Diamonds are forever
Whoa-oh, oh
Hear me
Can you hear me?
I am calling out to you for the last time
Our hearts we have sold
a promise
(What's that?)
Not to get emotional
(Uh-huh)
As I remain stable
(Stable)
I take another glance at you
(At you)
If we were at the disco, whoa-whoa
California
Can't quit
Sippin' mud out the coffin mud promethazine
Codeine, lean, lean, lean, lean, lean
I'm a fiend, lean, lean, lean, lean, lean
Lean whoa
a rusty screwdriver, blaow (I'll fuckin')
I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin' hang you by your fuckin' dick
Off the fuckin twelve story building out this
a rusty screwdriver, blaow (I'll fuckin')
I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin' hang you by your fuckin' dick
Off the fuckin twelve story building out this
Cause I Love You
Oh,
Oh yes,
Whoa, whoa, whoa whoa, oh yeah
Oh- oh
Think about the time
You was growin' up
You know it was nice
All your
is until I met you
Together we done watch years go by
Seen a river of your tears go by
Got me thinkin' bout some kids, still I
Tell them hoes come
I see you lookin' as I'm walking by
The way you smiled at me caught my eye
My friends are telling me Its time to leave
But I feel something coming
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