Lyrics:
Or stunt her ass off when it's time for the limelight
If I slide her top back, niggas will start to freeze
And she's flexible and we'll get on all fours with
I’ve never been one who doesn’t take full
Responsibility for his actions, but damn
I really don’t deserve this
If I hadn’t traded my blue Marc Jacobs
don't need
Nobody but me
Ah ah ah ah
Blue Cadillac for stars
One two three four five six seven eight
Counting all the men who dropped me like a renegade
(Intro)
Mmm mmm
I. t. s. c. h. e. l. a. a.
(Chorus)
I aint tryna play no more (x3) (momo nonono) (x2)
(V1)
I aint tryna play no more, im finna
their own thing
This the type of thing that we be doin' everyday
Didi dodi didi dodi didi dodi day
Make some room so these players can play
So we can
hard not to have a style
When times get slower by the mile
We relax and wear a great big smile
You can count my teeth one, two, three, four, five
hide and seek!
Come play with me down by the sea!
I'll seek for you beneath the stars
Heaven is where you are!
I'll run from you with my veil of blue
But
Play one more blues for me. [spoken words – Moses Asch]
One more blues? Ok, I'll play you an old one I made long time ago. I'll
play you the first
Four Finger Johnny
I met a guy called Four Finger Johnny
He had a glass eye, wore a neck-tie
He was a mean old bugger with a heart of gold
Just
come up by the end of tonight
O.G don't matter with it's day or night
In these streets you play for keeps
Whether it's wrong or right
O.G stay tru like
Spend my time worrying of broken promises
Focused on the smell of all the burnt out cigarettes
My thoughts play on repeat, only comfort that I keep
Fuck wrong with these ho niggas?
Don't do coke, I don't blow niggas
I don't tell niggas, I show niggas
And it's never less than like four niggas
Four
Hey yo turn me up in my headphones man
I want this shit motherfuckin' blarin'
It ain't loud enough man
Oh these muh'fuckers think I'm goin' play
Now when I crawl up out the Rove' I got quarters and O's
Forty-fours under my clothes, I'm drunk and blowed
And I done told them boys if they play I
got the cops on my dick
Different locations, spots where it take place
If you short on my money, your ass is gettin' filleted
There's four major
Rolling over in the morning light
Thinking of you laying by my side
Keep forgetting I'm away from home
In another hotel on my own
Curse
be fake
So I hold my own, I can't play safe
Touchdown or it's 4th base
Hella M’s, oh I cant wait
Do a show in the tristate,
Still getting payed, it's
the cathedral
You could not see to see
So take my time
And take my lies
'Cause all the others want to take my life
4: Love Is
Love is a shiny car
Love is
"Live from New York it's Saturday Nite!" (Scratched 4x)
[Uneek]
Ayo kid for years I've been into rap
Writing funky rhymes to get my name
promise I won’t play around
She lays, down on the ground
Started praying by design
Rosé
Rosé
Rosé
Flames down,
Night turns to the light
(Night turns
Yeah this is war
This no game
We don't play
We want more
We want 4s
4 by 4 we want her to get down low
B road no go zone
We get bad to the bone
You
But in case you ain't too sure a knowin'
We're gonna let you listen to us one by one
Four brothers who are blowin' our horns
How'd ya do, I'm
pussy
Bitch I play wit blue strips
I don't be tricking
I chase bags
And take trips
Bby be trippin
She be mad
She take dick
Told her four times
But that
then give me some gas
If you try to play me i'll bust dat ass
Hook (x4)
J-ro:
Put the mic down clown, you can't get down
Jump around stage like your
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