Lyrics:
I been D-U-C-K-I-N-G ducking from police
I been P-O-P-P-I-N-G popping my shit all damn week
I ran up 20 in my sleep I fuck these bitches by the 3's
I
being ,lone
Iʼm fine being ,lone
I wonʼt lie, youʼre ,m,zing o n, n, n,
Do your thing, donʼt s,y m,ybe oh n, n, n,
W,tch me ,s I f,ll
H,lf wonʼt do, I
a home
Yeah i can prove it
S for the love that never goes
O to the song we like so much
F to the fall
I to the trust and the
sunshine
S for the kiss you
with my ace so you know it's goin down
Her n*gga love me
He wanna be hubby
Took his whole bag in a week
So now it's f*ck me
B*tch you is lucky that he
check a bag
F**k n***a why you mad, you should check a bag
All that hating ain't gonna help your a** check a bag
Since a youngin' all I wanted was
a lot
Man I feel I am one of his faves
Please girl don't fall in love with me
Unless you don't need me or you're brave
Trust issues not hard to tell
They don't ask no questions, all they do is bang bang
I said I do this for them shottas, Trinidad I love ya
I do this for them shottas, Jamaica I'm
the chronic by the tree
"I love it when you call me big poppa"
Throw your hands in the air, if you'se a true player
"I love it when you call me big pop-pa"
by sayin'
I don't like this beat
But I weather the storm, I'ma lightening streak
Uh, Weezy F. Baby, I do it big, weigh me
Them crazy freaky bitches
dupe (I'm grateful)
O wa tope lo do Olohun (Indeed, I must thank God)
Emi fi iyin f’Oluwa (I give all praises to God)
Emi juba f’Oluwa (I glorify God)
Mo
that shot to keep the block on pop
And can pop, more chickens than K-F-C
Lay down organize crime be my d-o-g
Chorus (2x)
Steady Mobbin' #2:
I need
love
But I don't fall for nothing
She give me hugs tucked up
When we f*** she buggin
Calm down
Let's look at the stars or sum
Baby Roll up let's go buy
Yea... Okay O.K... I know I'll be O... K
So mistaken thinking I don't care about mistakes I'm making
Want to be in church but also see no point in
the chronic by the tree
"I love it when you call me big poppa"
Throw your hands in the air, if you'se a true player
"I love it when you call me big pop-pa"
your neck
and hold you by your leather jacket
I will hold you
I will pay for you
I will love you
If it makes you feel better !
Sometimes I feel
blessed, make foes regress,
Your grace de shine so bright
Oh God I am so perplexed
The way your love dey shine
Dem no fit contest
A fall from grace they say
Hmmm hmmm Erima Tile Tile ah
Bazzy baby don fall for you Erima Tile Tile eh oh
Ahhn Ahnn Erima Tile Tile ah
Baby skin-tight father f**ck.. Erima Tile
O she the one yea thinking bout the day I went so dumb
Yea over love you know that time was fun
Yea and now we just be talking on the phone
You told me that ya life is kinda boring
And that you've never made love like this before
I'm tryna beat that pussy up in a foreign
F-Type purring
living like a thug
But I wasn't living I just wanted love
Crowned the wrong women
Eyes full blood when I get to thinking
Put em in the dirt f
(One, two, three, four)
I can never fall down
When I know the world could be mine
If we're gonna fly now
Then I need you by my side
Way up in the sky
to f**k your friends
Got a big box full o’ Richard Mille thangs
Spend that money fast I be spendin’ n***a
Flyin’ first class, window fuck the middle
Little
One two, one two, one two
I am the Overweight Lover MC, Heavy D
This one goes out to my man DJ Eddie F
Trouble T-Roy my partner G-Wiz
This also
I got the chronic by the tree, 'cause
(I love it when you call me Big Poppa)
Throw your hands in the air, if you's a true player
(I love it when
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