Lyrics:
and serve hoes like flap jacks
(But we don't love them hoes) Bitch, and it's like that
This is what you look for in a ho who got cash flow
You run up in
and serve hoes like flap jacks
(But we don't love them hoes) Bitch, and it's like that
This is what you look for in a ho who got cash flow
You run up in
If she want his love she gotta wait in line
Don't you see what's on his mind
He looking for the money so he aint got time
Dont love him thats a waste
record
I'd always be recording in the attic or wherever I could so, I love you
I thank you for supporting me there
But then, she was like, "you gotta
killed in the street over tennis shoes
It's hard enough for us blacks to earn cash man
The homeless keep warm by settin fire to a trash can
Now everyday
Hook by Theus :
Ima slide for the guys gettin high with the guys so we all under the influence
she wanna slide one time we can ride say she down for
mine,mine (oh oh)
For you, I would have done whatever
And I just can't believe, we ain't together
And I wanna play it cool, But I'm losin' you
I'll buy you
Check
In the mob its a code if you want a stamp
You a opp if you pose for the Fed cameras
Ain`t no church in the wild just a buncha animals
paint the town red
Mm, she the devil
She a bad lil' bitch, she a rebel
She put her foot to the pedal
It'll take a whole lot for me to settle
Mm,
up Like the seconds on a stopwatch
Wait Stop!
Like the time when you walk by
Say she loving it here
She been loving it here ayye
Taking shots Aint
slo-mo
From the biv that we burnin in the studio
For all my fans i love yall the truest song
Wake up tip on to the next one
am i running this game no
scared
So for the price if you go it
Like that to be the boss you gladly pay it
An arm and a leg I'd be lying if I say I ain't
Need no help, can't do
I'm sore
Karma
Tired of running I need a break
Trauma
All this pressure I might brake
Broken is a place for the weak
I swear that ain't my face in
texting her ex man
She ain’t got time for me - but she got time for her best friend
I did it for love
I did it all for love
Did for love - how could I be
promise I’ll forgive, but I just can’t ever forget it
By the night she’s in my bed, and by the morning I’ll regret it
This love shit ain’t for me and I’m
it's goin down again may day
She quick with it on the replay
Slow motion fuckin' frame by frame
No umbrellas when we in the rain
She gon' take all this
got no hobbies
Getting tired of making songs about my glockie
'Cause I love my lil' machete when it chop a nigga hockey
Ain't been out in days and now
yo we tryin' ta live it like love, peace and happiness
You know I'm sayin', word up
I'm growing up in the ghetto
And there was nobody happy
And my
or is it you or is it only Jaded Love
Jaded Love Jaded Love
Was I betrayed by all my blindness
and the music in my reverie
Is this the price I pay for so
focused on the dough I'm sleepin' in the pantry
We need that bread lettuce cheese you think we movin' sammies
I'll do it gladly for the right price
hard
Really in the ville, and my niggas work for mil
And we really fucking hustle hard
You ain't really about that
My niggas really blow stacks
say the same, fuck
Hated by everyone, that's the way it seems
I don't know whats shorter, his damn temper or my self esteem
I sit in my room and I
gotta dance
without a chance
It's out of hand for every man
For every he for every she
It's out off here
It's in another space
Let's all embrace
Honesty
a merry go
That's rounds and put it down but I show her the door if she wanna act petty though
Ain't got no time for no petty love, Liphy Liph got
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