Lyrics:
a piece
Baby I been thinking bout you all day
You get off at five its three fourteen
I can't wait we can triangles
Wanna show you new ways
Piece
heal me
Let every blunt I smoke and every drink don't kill me
By the end of the night I just want you to feel me
It doesn't make sense
To have
Got me on go!
Got me on go!
Baby when you kiss the back of my neck I gets the Chills
It don't matter if it's for one night
Or something real
But she
[Prodigy]
Yo you catch chills, P stimulates your eardrum
Tastebuds, more higher than drugs, my song take all
I blastoff on the track law
My shit is pure
Quan and Just Unique on the track
For my girl, yo
Sending you messages late at night
I don't wanna lay up
Intoxication, drugs that I'm on
They
baby, don't forget that boy told you
Get, that, dirt off your shoulder
I probably owe it to y'all, probably be locked by the force
Tryin' to hustle
to say, it reminded him of be-bop
I said, "Well daddy don't you know that things go in cycles
The way that Bobby Brown is just ampin' like Michael"
Its
I just hopped in
Hurd him tell 'em from the other room that I'm top ten
They was hating now they come around like it's back then
Told em you can't
side
Sipping steady Baby I'm your bad guy
Palm trees drive by
East to the west side
We can getting popping
Question is are you down to ride
Used to be
this shit by myself yeah I did it all with no help
Scared to put me on the track, oh yeah they know I'm bringing hell
Tried to outrun the yung mansa yeah
a minute of ya time baby - I don't want much (whoo!)
Lemme talk to these motherfuckers, uhh
Guess who's bizack?
You still smelling crack in my clothes
a minute of ya time baby - I don't want much (whoo!)
Lemme talk to these motherfuckers, uhh
Guess who's bizack?
You still smelling crack in my clothes
at night
With you sleeping close by my side
(I)
I, knew they'd be ashamed of me
And yet I ran blindly
Onto to the tracks and into your arms
(Ohh)
My baby
tell by how I choose my hoes
When it gets to swangin' on the curb, you might lose ya toes
Dedicated to the slab (slab), the dunks (dunks), the drops
proof I'm
Tryna go fa round two i lovе it
Hills & lingerie babe I lovе lace
Making love to tracks on my love tape
Fire and desire since u love drake
verbatim (Wooo)
Damn, baby girl I know you got dat good good (Got that good good)
I say it twice cause I wish a nigga would would (Wish a nigga would would)
you're thinking
You can take me for a ride
Baby hit me harder cos
I'm never gonna hide
You can keep on running
But you're running out of track
Imma keep it
Hit me i like that
Hit me again!
Okay! I go by Weezy F b, that's who I be
You don't wanna lose me like new ID
I beat up the track like the new Ali
What you're about to witness
Is a near life experience
Everybody knows they need me to come back
Rock shows, fuck hoes and keep it on track
believe what I see in my hands
Blood lust
Better stay as far as you can
By any means I'll achieve what I planned
One track in my mind if I don't climb
I'm
hoochie coo
Shake that thing
Baby, love me do
Last night I went down to the railroad tracks
To watch that train roll by
99 cars screaming into
were sleeping!
Maybe I should've stayed? But, by now you're probably reading:
The note that I left you, on the dresser, in your bedroom...
I knew it
Gemini?
Scorpio, let me fuck from behind
However you want it, baby
Light the blunts, blunts and close your eyes
Real nigga doe, real nigga doe
Gotta freak
never ever let you have my daughter
Girl, na na na na
Na na, na na
Why you wanna be my baby momma?
When all you ever do is give me drama
I know it's sad
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