Lyrics:
(Shorty, what?)
The dance that you doing is dumb
How they do it where you from? (Hey, triflin')
Stickin' out your tongue
Girl, but you know
Souf Side on my shirt huh
He act like he back
Who you with
Where you been
Nigga left but I ain't even heard of him
Tryna focus up ahead on track Usain
with me, I said
Come and flow
Come, come and fly to my zone
Whatchu wanna do?
Got the tv right there, wanna watch a moov? (yeah)
Whatchu tryna see girl
I
the way that I'm bounce on the track (you Know)
You ain't never see a girl like this before (Oh no)
My heart seems fly high
We run until we die
Run into
And my longing for bitches
I guess when you be raised by TV then false love is the mission
So I was fallin for, any girl wit a good smile
What a fool
Mix
Brown shoes don't make it
Brown shoes don't make it
Quit school, why fake it
Brown shoes don't make it
Tv dinner by the pool
Watch your
to entertain at chez nous (27)
Where everyone could see
My new celebrity is you
Toast Dick and Barbara Carroll (28)
Dick is for apparel barbara plays a barrel
girl
We can party all week end
Take a sip
We can party till the world ends
Sippin henney
By the palm trees
Ice on my wrist
I make time freeze
Drop
page
Hatin' through a screen, tryna see where I stay
I'll sell you a nick, out the with my cannon
I look good, my service outstanding
Can't beef with
show ya bellybutton girl
(I'm not impressed by the money and the bling
Show me respect and then I'll show you my belly ring)
Lift up ya shirt, let me
on the grass, laying side by side
You could be my baby, let me make you my lady
Girl, you amaze me
Ain't gotta do nothing crazy
See, all I want you to do is be my
on the grass, laying side by side
You could be my baby, let me make you my lady
Girl, you amaze me
Ain't gotta do nothing crazy
See, all I want you to do is be my
my own
They didn't want me to get in my zone
They didn't check all the shit I promote
Took everyone by surprise like a ghost
Still got the tommy with
to a freak, yeah, yeah
Yeah eat her like I got munchies, yeah
That's my queen
Girl of my dreams, Xanny bar, triple Z
Z-Z-Z-Z-Z, still don't get no sleep
Wake
drive like Wile E. Coyote I'm tryna eat
I'm not satisfied until my dinner is a feast
Been walking thru the dessert where the hell my oasis
I don't know
Said don’t stop to the punk rock
Punk rock!
Girl you gotta love your man
Girl you gotta love your man
Take him by the hand make him understand
Pain in my heart carry burdens full of struggle
Why God, why God do I gotta bleed?
Every stone thrown at you restin' at my feet
Why God, why God do I
Pain in my heart carry burdens full of struggle
Why God, why God do I gotta bleed?
Every stone thrown at you restin' at my feet
Why God, why God do I
when your shit cost a grip
And I can't lose grip just like
A fumble or a slip
Tryna be stuck in the game, locksmith
And your girl's a
So wonder where her
hopes are a mountain I gotta surmount
Got so many blessings I can't hardly count 'em
My momma, my daddy, my girl I'm surrounded
By souls that's so awesome
I'm paid in
309 is where we stayin
Pull that Pen out
Blow his brains out
Got plenty more bars that I can't count
Makin moves like I'm living in my bag
by accident
I had a purpose and that purpose was to beat a beat purplish
Slaughter tracks, I done put my two dimes and a nickel in this shit
I'm
for the elevation of the toxic in my blood
Where my mind, don't know now
But I know where it was
I need Nikki, where is Nikki
Baby girl please come
the back for touchin' my back
For trying to jack every Timbaland track
Maganoo, where you was?
They been bitin' our style, those silly bugs
Where's
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