Lyrics:
You'd better take my advice and if you blink more than twice
You'd better have somethin' in your eyes
I give my baby all my money on payday
Except
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
You'd better take my advice and if you blink more than twice
You'd better have somethin' in your eyes
I give my baby all my money on payday
Except
Imma arc by back
All up on his dick my ass will clap
Nevermore your nigga will fap
(Sing it)
Your man put a stack in this rack
And for that Imma arc by
arm
I got that rollie on my arm
I got that rollie on my arm
I get it by any means
I keep a stick in the whip for my enemies
Don't try to intervene
the dozen even got a little baby muskart's cousin
Gotta 'em fryin' in the hot hot sun tomorrow papa's gonna turn them into mon
They call mama Rita and my
fiddle ]
They call my mama Rita and my daddy Jack
A little baby brother on the floor that's Mac
Rynn and Lynn are the family twins big brother Ed's
I told my baby daddy Fuck Him
Just take care yo kids I hope the next bitch can love you
And every since then I done been a cold motherfucker
Burn his
baby, you think we could spend some time together?
?Whatever?s clever,? was what she said
Then the next thing you know she was in my bed
She was doin?
Mention one of my niggas again
And you'll taste salt
Blood in your mouth, nigga
Dick in your spouse, nigga
Just give me a reason to
Bring them things back
It’s the New St. Louis, nigga
I was broke and I came up yeah, it’s a blessing
Them bullets flying by my head was a lesson
I mixed that shit up in my
The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket
I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't
pulled you back, baby
For another encore
Back by popular demand
I finally got my baby back again
Back by popular demand
Got you in my arms again
Again
walk through that door
And love is here like it was before
These missing you nights won't win
Until you're back in my arms again
Baby, come back baby
every bit of
Confidence from your conscious wit' it
Toss it to my man in the back field
He got options wit' it
Obama phone, really came in handy
I lined
than the Lamb (yeah)
And the Lion is also the GOAT
Boy, yeah
Ayy, load me up
Breeze
I got His heart like it's right in my pocket
I'm four
nobody do it better
Ima shoot my shot, like a Beretta
You in the rain, but baby i can make you wetter
She know she Devine, like Loretta
She at the center
Mama Rita and my daddy is Jack
Little baby brother on the floor is Matt
Green and Lynn are the family twins
Big brother Ed's on the bayou fishing
We back
Yeah
The flow's on me and I promise baby
I'm in my zone
Wizzle, come on
One ninety proof
Sublime in my shiny coop
Uptown is inside
seconds
And everytime that you serve it up
Imma scrape the plate
Come back for seconds
With all the dressings
And devour that
After I say my blessing
Baby
Written by D. Frazier and A. Owens
The honey bees are gonna be hummin'
Guitar strings are gonna be strummin'
When I'm back in my baby's arms again
back, so good to be back
Baby, it's good to be back in your arms again
Baby, it's good to be back, so good to be back
Honey, it's good to be back with
the mushroom head of his dick
He still gon' go back to thme hoes cause in his heart he a trick
And yo bank account lookin' low
My pimpin' is straight lookin'
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