Lyrics:
Because my woman is fine as wine
And she goes by the name of Louis Line
But she didn't come here with me this time
I'm feeling real sad, but not that bad
If you rep for your hood then make some noise
I got my eye on the guy in the Woolrich coat
Don't he know Queen Bee got the ill deep throat?
Uh! Let
now he wanna flex on me (Now he wanna flex on me ugh)
I got the checks on me (I got the checks on me ugh)
I tell that bitch to bring it over she put
him
For a bee with sight
She doesn't like how often they fight
It may sting but they work through those things
'Cuz he is his queen and by
By the end
gettin' sick of me
How she saying fuck me but she still lickin' me
Had a demon my back that used to live with me
Gotta give it up to god, he keep picking me
everybody that I know wanna be rich
young on his way cause he wanna move bricks
short got cheeks but she wanna get a lift
Gas so strong only took 2
takes time
Her Momma says remember when you were a little girl
Running barefoot she was stung by a bee
It really hurt
But it faded from her memory
Have
he thinks of the moon or what is on his mind
That comes naturally
That comes naturally
My uncle out in Texas
Can't even write his name
He
Just to watch you veg
Me and Ryan Gosling got somethin' in common
We both fly as fuck and rock with the Mormons
She wormin' that shit with that shit in
keep em on me
I’m the goat i been ballin like i’m jordan
I might mix the louis v wit ralph lauren
Srt .. bumble bee .. issa hornet
I caint pick
a Bugatti
I'm like whoa Kimosabe
Good golly shorty a freak or she been practicing Pilates
I'm probably just stripping tongue sk-skipping like a track broke
through me (me me)
Teccanina doin' this, he doin' that,
stingin' the women like a bumble bee (bee bee)
Don't believe everything you hearin' up in
just made them my groupie
Kill the beat the producer gon sue
Best friends names are Richard and Louis (Richard Mille)
Richard Mille on my arm that's 100
Uh, beat it up
She want the cookies so I had to tell her eat it up
He want to get warm so I had to tell him heat it up
Yeah he a rookie but he fly
the camera
Nigga got trap's like bee's in Atlanta
B's, Put another 3 in the Fanta
In this V8 I'm drinking on Fuego
All these sticks in the trunk I might go by
Mister Frog went a-courtin, he did ride,
A sword and buckler by his side, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh.
He bridled and saddled a big fat snail, uh-huh, uh-huh.
another spin
Wondering where this happy me is, where's he been?
Thought it was no strings attached like we're a broken violin
Growing out my hair an beard
I look like a villain outta those blockbusters
Godzilla, fire spitter, monster
Blood on the dance floor, and on the Louis V carpet
Fire, Godzilla,
a lung
Everyday think he ahead
Moment come its me instead
Wake up early hit and run
Get to jumping she in bed
Get too wishful then he get to thinking
Right
your hood then make some noise
I got my eye on the guy in the Woolrich coat
Don't he know Queen Bee got the ill deep throat?
Uh Let me show you what
like this
Lost love, lost love
Lost love, lost love
Woo
And there you have it, folks
Execution by Biotic
Surely a great song, and it's been played 17
tell me who I am
Tell busy bee, take a seat, I’m who she wishing to be
You own the chum bucket
Heard that Plankton was your man
You had enough of it
[Incomprehensible]
A few short words, and whaddya know?
Oh, whaddya know? He comes
Down, like water, fresh out the clouds clown
Drown you like
the stream that flowed by the grass a newt.
And sitting astride a twig of a bush a bee. Ostensibly motionless, the hare was trembling with
Excitement, for
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