Lyrics:
You know sex 'em up a little bit
You know what I mean?
You're the honey that I see when I'm riding by
The one giving me a feeling that I can't deny
ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight, incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans
Im in the zone all by myself
Im alone all by myself
Yeah
Im in the zone all by myself
Im alone all by myself
Im in the zone
On everything I own
Be
bank with my feet up
Call me a light-skin Nigerian Dirk
Now I hit the place G.C. in the cut
See a flyne dame tryna make it misty in her skirt
Bizzare
When you see me out
I'm by myself
cin't no people
Feeling like I don't need a break
When it's 25/8
How cerebral
Get it how i did it
clways stick
Hit me soon
Might have to dip at noon
Fuck by twos
Broke but the rent still due
Pop my collar
Then pop up on you
True, true, true, true, true, true,
blade on my hip
Need a w by any means watch me flip
Surviving off a tea and the fucking schmole hits
Uchiha blood oath im taking my spot bitch
I aint
A dome shot put a end to the story
Left lanzo stretched on the floor he swore he ended it gorey
Made every arrangement need to be gone by the morning
BETTER HIT THE HIGHWAY
Stop breaking my heart (X3)
Why did'ja have to start,
Stop breaking my heart -
Stop messin' my mind (X3)
What were you
Gotta get her off in the room, get her outta those panties (Get wicked)
Get her in the bedroom quick get hit with a whammy (Can't shake it)
Try to pass it
lento
De esos que no se bailan hace tiempo
I know you like it when I take you to the floor (oh, oh)
I know you like this reggaetón lento (oh, oh)
Stop sign, red light, roadblock
Bet you hit nothing but the green lights, hold up
Stop sign, red light, road block
Bet you hit nothing but the green
at me in shock oh fuck
I told her duck I close the door and the window then hit the floor
Momma still calling the phone I told her drop leave it alone
through the door
You get ta tweaking in this bitch we make everybody hit the floor
So play it cool, that ain't what you wanna do
I'll blow this fucking
on them other niggas, they ain't kickstands
I'm at the game floor seats I'm a big fan
I send a hit, the goin down like quicc sand
Pop another perk before I
elbow
Hit some kids with the power of my Renault
Their ears fell off, call it Van Gogh
Hey, at least I didn't get hit by an Iveco
The name's Chuck
And I
I ain't got no time to play, oh-oh And I ain't got no time to waste, mm-mm
But I got time to fuck, I hit this bitch all kind of ways
And she don't
I can tell by the way, you lookin' at me, girl
I wanna make love in this club (ayy) (wanna make love)
In this club (ayy) (yeah)
In this club
shot him quick in the neck and he hit the floor
Before I untied her I shot him four more times
Put a bullet in his spine
Was he dead? let's see
let it hit you in the face
Huh, you know what I'm talking bout
Yo, yo, hey, hey
The sun was in the sky
I was bumping "Sly Love," hard to find in
die to hit ya
Lord and here comes the two to the three and four
Three 6 Mafia I want ya to wreck it all over the club floor
Blowin' and throwin'
head and hit tha' shades with ya thick ass,
Now come over here by the table and give me a lap dance,
Bend it over come and get this dust,
Gota a playa
die to hit ya
Lord and here comes the two to the three and four
Three 6 Mafia I want ya to wreck it all over the club floor
Blowin' and throwin'
it by your face
Sipping red wine, is it bedtime
You can kick it with your nigga while we listen to Faith
I'm feeling richer today, I can hit it then
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