Lyrics:
you need a man to make you feel secure then baby
You ain't gotta look no more I got the cure
You want money and jewels (jewels)
You want clothes
the Jones
Our love is something priceless
I don't need diamonds, no sparkly things (no, oh, oh, oh, oh)
'Cause you can't buy this a-feeling (no, oh,
you on purpose
You deserve it
Feel your feelings baby
I wanna love you TOO MUCH
That ain't scary
No clocks exist so no hurry
Feel your feels
Don't worry
gotta hot flame
And my hoes pay me, just like Baby, that's the only way they can lay me
Niggas shoot slugs but they ain't graze me, they want Sweet
gotta hot flame
And my hoes pay me, just like Baby, that's the only way they can lay me
Niggas shoot slugs but they ain't graze me, they want Sweet
could achieve this
But I ain't satisfied, when back to my home contemplating
How could I become the next Quincy Jones?
That's when Jerry hit me up
home
By time you get here I'll be long gone
There's somebody new and he sure ain't no rodeo man
He said, I'm sorry it's come down to this
There's so
knows?
You can run, but you can’t hide
Well, that’s a damn lie
Everybody wanna be on stages
They ain’t got the patience
They don’t wanna stand by
But I’ll
my place i think i need space
Aint got no reason for no love jones
Whys it always gotta be
You bringing up Whats bothers me
Relationships is hard for
wanna leave I just let her be
How could I stress when my weed six hundred
No that ain't the jar just the shit that I blunted
Hustla to my heart if I want
Take it slow baby no rush time to relax
Pushing 80 in 50 ride in that Maybach
Got to Be cautious riding in the streets while black
Munchies kicked in now
they say in french
Feeling like a milly can't you tell it by my stench
Never been the greedy type
My clik a tight committee like an oligarchy, ain't no
walk up, or drive-by
We ain't lickin' niggaz, we ain't bustin' shots in the air
No warnin' shots, the fuck out of here
Oh man homey, hate to do you
hurry home
Had no lovin', since my baby been gone
See my baby, Tell hurry on home
I ain't had, Lord, my right mind, Since my rider's been gone
dick in your asshole you tryna hide it
You need to come out the closet
No I ain't homophobic
But nigga I'm gon' expose it
Stop it, Dizaster you sweet
The gun won't fail me, the money won't leave me
Stop schemin' on me baby 'cause it ain't that easy
Niggaz leave prints 'cause their palms so greasy
Their
gotta ask again
Baby this is what we do
[Verse Two: Lil Wayne]
Yeah, what you want
And if you strap, we can trade like the Dial Jones
Where the Muh
Hope
to you just like you Mike Jones
He was in a hurry
Out the door
He left the lights on
Damn
And I'm spinnin back after that cuz he ain't dead yet
N*****
ain't no sense in even faking
You know me I do it big by the bar and tell em jig
As soon as we walk in the do' we go straight to the dance flo
no doubt about it we were doubly blessed
'Cause we were barely seventeen and we were barely dressed
Ain't no doubt about it
Baby got to go and shout
no doubt about it we were doubly blessed
'Cause we were barely seventeen and we were barely dressed
Ain't no doubt about it
Baby got to go and shout
to Californication
Where we going?
(To the hood) naw, I wanna see the swap meet
Crenshaw and Slauson
(Fool, that's where the cops be)
Nigga, I ain't got no
Driver's
and I'm out the door
I'm in a hurry, it's a flurry, no you can't be slow
Never been worried, know I'm worthy, as above so below
Steppin on necks who's next
enemies (nah)
Watch niggas even if you play on the same team
You see how Jordan Poole got knocked out by Draymond Green
Ain't no bein' cool after that,
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