Lyrics:
dick (my dick) ha
Huh, get off my ball sack (facts)
Fell off in the club, tell your boyfriend to fall back
Fuckin' with a model bitch, shawty got
think the money is changin' my mood
Yeah
Rich nigga opinion
I got a rich nigga opinion, yeah
Deals flyin' all winter
And I get you slimed out by
Und wegen dir ist Gangster Rap am Ende
Denn French Nails an den Händen sind länger als die Schwänze
Gefängnisse voll Menschen, Drive-By aus dem Urus
it
But don't fall in love with a nigga
I met her at Sense out the club
It was me and my niggas
And she keep on blowin' my phone up
But I cut that
canceled by my book club
But it's cool (okay computer)
Zip transmit (okay computer)
Stress obsess (okay computer)
Tweet delete (okay computer)
Cute
not like it, but I bet they nigga love it
They tryna build homes with the niggas I be duckin'
I ain't sweatin' no nigga, I can get 'em by the dozen
guns in the club but she packin' yeah she packin'
So if I take her home then it's over
Seen the way she whine now she drawing me closer
Her super sexy
up on it, on that ass all night
(talk to 'em Tone)
[Repeat Hook & Chorus]
[Dirtbag]
I'm in the club wit my Gator's
Bein' catered by women that's X-
buckle you
Yea, I'm all stressed out, I'm not confortable
I don't play by your rules, I stick and move
Everyday that you do, catches up to you
I want my
The GOAT.
Vitamins at the afterparty
You wanna be the GOAT? You got it
Get your heart rate up, jog home from the club,
Go keep it up
Stack by stack moving
the Cardiff Arms Park
Went back to her flat in Riverside
I never never knew where to start so I never tried
If she was tempted by my body she managed to resist
Scared Of Your Brother
I Ain't Scared Of Who Sees
I Ain't Scare Of Nobody, Girl When The Goin' Gets Mean
MAMBO
Protection, For Gangs, Clubs
abandoned
Used to hate my body
They tried to kill my spirit
I ain't air the club out, but my brother did it
He did twelve in county
Might as well be
She's cooler than cool and hotter than hot
She's smarter than smart, got brains and an arse, yeah she got the lot
Every guy she go by, is coming
Swoop they boys from the club this is too easy
'Cause the flow's never forced like it's too weezy
Life's a trip, flying first class
Classic never fall
Yeah, yeah, yeah grab her by the head, yeah
I made a job and give me head, yeah
Now we having sex, yeah
She wants more from the best, yeah
From
I didn't have the
Overwhelmed by the scent in the air
Could it be? Yes, yea, Ha ha
It was Startel The God Jamel, he had a bone
A blunt of that ill
So I wrote this song once, out of love
About a scrub in a crowded club or lounge
Surrounded by these hounds and thugs
And he goes home and he
personal
If I don't fuck with you i'm just trying to stay versatile
Just love Shanghai
Bussin' these poses like I'm made by Bandai
Just left Dubai
Oh
Finger
Nima sagt er sah dich mit ein paar Latinas, schick gekleidet, Flasche Shivas
Raus aus dem Club und ab rein ins Casino, anscheinend geht es dir
a bath
I've never been that guy that clubs in the dance
I'm shotting on Friday, there's drugs in the car
Man she listens to Fred and she's loving my
That's what probably did it
Never saw the other worlds
That he didn't want to go and get it
Occupied by fitting in where minds
A small west, small
Prada, her face like Madonna
By the way she moved, got me making a puddle
Baby I already knew you would be nothing but-a trouble
Damn it everybody knows
And lately shit done got me thinkin'
How I gotta strike in order to become a kingpin
Let that sink in
Quiet in the clubs, just smokin', drinkin'
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