Lyrics:
You gotta sit back and count your blessings
You gotta name them one by one
Baby, you can't take the credit
For anything that God has done
I don't
Me and my buddy got us a wild hair
And figured we wanted to go somewhere
So we loaded up in my ragtop Chevrolet
We had a little bit of money
a movie
Hot tramp Daddy's little cutie
You're so fine they'll never see ya leavin' by the back door, mam
Hot time get it while it's easy
Don't mind come
(baby girl I got you)
When I touch back down I'm a buy you everything
You ain't gotta work for nothing (cause girl I got you)
Don't worry what your
back in my life
Not tonight, get a grip
Baby as if
Come on (oh, oh) come on(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah
(Oh, oh)
You seem to think that
la la la
Ahh alright
Slow whine on him (Slow whine on him)
Take time pon him
Baby girl straight vibes with him
He told me to come tonight
Hold me by my
but they nothing like you
I'ma blow the spot up if you got another nigga
Baby you can come my way
Baby, don't run away
Baby I change for you
Tell me how
I'm playing hacky sack
Now she laying on the back, I'm just saying that ain't cap yeah
I see the way you move, yeah, you do it right
Come on, baby
down from the sky
I was down last night I got bands now
All these pussy niggas act like they my friends now
Try n come for the boy but i'm the man now
Haha
Aye K.D. Poppin in this motherfucker
Right
Ahh yea
Hmm
When I got these bands on
I got these bands
Im in my zone
Im in my zone
Been smoking
Zaytoven
Only thing on my mind is to get bands
(Hah, hah)
Ben Franklin‚ that's a nigga friend
Walked in lookin' like a rich man
(Damn‚ yah‚ yah)
Her
me and you girl its gone be our little secret
Tell that boy you're bout to go out with your home girl
Then come to me and I can treat you like my
rest is on my born day
Bust it, sometimes I sit back and just reflect
Watch the world go by and my thought connect
I think about the time past
It was an early morning bar room,
And the place just opened up.
And the little man come in so fast and
Started at his cup.
And the broad who
lately I might just make you my baby
If it ain't about respect I put a lid on it baby and if you want a little time
I give it to you it's crazy
I know
I'm
I come through your block?
Sheek, Funk Doc, Meth on top
Porsche, 300 horse fly by, back open pumpin How High (How High)
Yeah, can y'all see that
outside of The buzz
They bow to a statue while their Feeling numb
And they really come at it like love Is Love
They wanna kill babies for sex out of Fun
Hoping headlights
Come pouring round the bend
Waiting, waiting, waiting
For her forgiving voice to come across the phone
Saying baby wait
Up I'm
on the court near avenue lane
Close By there they met a girl her name was merry Jane
Jay thought she was cute and had her all in his brain
But little did this
the Phantom of the Opera
Choppers from Yugoslavia, bake niggas like tilapia
LAT, Young Money mafia
Try but it ain't no stopping us
Why? We back by popular
the fuck
Alone! Don't come to our shows
And don't buy our records
Last year, a girl was raped by two wastes
Of sperm and eggs while they
Sang the lyrics
Hiding these bands from the cops
I got a lot stacking this bitch in a pot
Baby want to run from the cops
Give it a shot
Dumb ass bitch got caught
been winning for a minute
Back on my bully
Punch niggas like Fury
Mismatching Gucci
Now she give me Coochie
Rub on her booty
This bitch a little Hoochie
evening by the river
Come and dance like there's no place but here
Say I am been set apart from all else!
I am wild come from wild
An adopted feral child
I
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