Lyrics:
she's 5'3
So your girlfriend rolls a Honda, playin' workout tapes by Fonda
But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back of her Honda
My anaconda don't
a million me's
Multiple men, I'm X-men, ho
With different breed
Pepe le pew
Try to catch you and you run from me
What did I do, I only wanted you to love
No more more King Burger
No more, "Excuse me, sir?"
Your girls are done upgraded
So some could say she made it
I was on that 9 to 5
And now I'm
just need another song or
2-3-4-5 Ii you let me get it girl I promise Ima get it right.
I know what you came for, you ain't gotta act like it isn't
right, I don't talk right, I don't eat right, I don't sleep right, what I do right? who said you right? hell with do right, id rather do life. and by
the sky she caught my eye
And I know she's the one, the prize in everyone's eyes
She copped ? the girls who roll by
[Chorus]
She's so beautiful, oh
feel to on your fourth climax,
goin looney screamin' I got 5 on it,
now can make into a caramel sundae with the cherries on top,
Painting you with
'head and live careless
Five years from now you'll be explaining to your children's what welfare is
I'm anxious to explain to my babies why Daddy famous
I
gangsters pride
Not a studio pimp with my girl by my side
Frank V I'm straight single, always down to mingle
Sharing is caring that's my motherfuckin'
of the same old night I'm feeling you
Each day same day so long goodbye I'm not feeling you
One two three four get yourself on the dance floor
Five six
keep hopin, while I keep flowin
For strictly this game, stayin true
Y'all ain't knowin.
Chorus *(Iyesha Johnson)* x4
Strictly this game, I'm sticking
FIVE O'CLOCK IT'S QUITTING TIME
I'M RUNNING FOR THE DOOR
BY TEN O'CLOCK I'M SO DAMN DRUNK
I'M CRAWLING ON THE FLOOR
DON'T KNOW
HOW I'LL GET MY DRUNKEN
we spin three flocks, five choppy's
They not dumb, they gon' run when they see us, they know that
No crazy
I'ma GBG baby, could never let a nigga
a hustler, still make a stack flip
Outside, couldn't keep up
You wasn't match fit
Three Daytonas, that's a hat-trick
Labels got some artists in mad debt
That's
In my GCSE's, I got five A's
Four A's and three B's
Still I wound up knee deep in these streets
Groundhog Day, over ten years on repeat
Break down my
Nikde páru niet, niet, niet
3x my čo nemáme žiadne výhody
Len pár naivných veľkých očí
outside like a charity store
But there ain't no clothes in 'em
Just bodies with holes in 'em
1, 2, 3, loads of them
4, 5, 6, casket closed for them
7, 8, 9,
sprzętem sam
A ty chodzisz z obstawą mało, ciągle mało
Ja chce więcej ile by nie było
3 doba sam ze zwijką, ja przed bryłą
Ja jestem pierdolnięty,
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