Lyrics:
moccasins and put on my bib
Wheelin' and dealin' I make a little bit of stealing
I'll bring her back to the place and your dress I'm peeling
Your body's
moccasins and put on my bib
Wheelin' and dealin' I make a little bit of stealing
I'll bring her back to the place and your dress I'm peeling
Your body's
make a flick
Get an assist, Make her do splits
Shooters are swift, Get crosses of a list
U gon admit, Or u getting hit
Trinidad James, I'm on my shit
I
she gotta bring it down
I said oouuu gather round gather round
If lil mama take it up then she gotta bring it down like
Verse two I came back with
already back for round two
This here for shit's and giggles
Here's an epiphany
Dax ain't droppin' music when he's rappin'
He's droppin' symphonies
I make
a beat, jump back
An I slide like james
I see a ting and she whining
Licking her lips, fam I couldn’t describe it
Hips, thighs, ass, tits body was
Coming out the gates with a full tank of gas
From beginning to end let 'em hate I'll bank right off the glass
Get a pen and I will tell her bring
Damn damn damn James
Dickie shorts and Lincoln's clean
Leanin', checking out the scene
Gangsta boys, blizzes lit
Ridin' out, talkin' shit
the referees don't get involved
It's the finals and my dogs came to take it all
2014 And them boys back
I'm at the finals on the floor and that boy strapped
50
Seattle
I'm tryna bring all of it back like Hassle
I'll still hit her in the back of the car
I done got to lit to take a hoe to the castle
No I aint fucking
backwards, start rolling up the Backwoods
I'm good at hiding feelings, a James Dean actor
Hollow up the bottle, I'm full-throttle
And you should know me by
foot down
Intercepting these hoes when I touch down
Im back in this bih
The way that this money
Moving be a glitch
The way that this money moving be
By the way the act(scary ass)
When it came to kick doors, and stolen sacks
You was the first nigga, to run out the back
Hope you make bail, cuz' its
tryna bust it for the dollars? (Go)
Who tryna freak, bring their homegirl and run it? (Go)
She my spicy lil' mama (ooh, yeah), she let me bust her
Is Tight And U Trust Her
Then Don't Bring Her Around Me Cause (I'm A Flirt)
[Verse 1: R. Kelly]
Now Swear To Tell The Truth
And The Whole Truth
When
We keep on working one day the fake shits go dropping out
My rhymes like James Ward prowse
Your song turn it out new wave the better's my dirty south
was very devious and vicious to say the least
He soon became insane over her
And felt victim to her evilness and manipulative seduction
Bobby James
your throat (I just want your throat)
Broke her off from the scam
This bitch calling me the goat (got her calling me the goat with it)
Writtten by James
Bring that back)
A poor man's hope, a poor manhood
Back in your egghead like yo
You niggas will NOT elude me!
Helpin you remember wire the first
You
daddy waitin' for it
Bring that money home
She a loyal bitch, you gotta pay for those
She a spoiled lil bitch, I bought her all her clothes
You know
When you know you're with a dime
They'll treat you like you're special
Broad that is sleep and you're sick
Because yours left you
Bring her to the church
Damn damn damn James
Dickie shorts and Lincoln's clean
Leanin', checking out the scene
Gangsta boys, blizzes lit
Ridin' out, talkin' shit
To keep you loving me
And its just to much for me
To not have you by my side
Cause no matter what your going through
You know that I'm gon' ride yea
Willy bring strife in your life
You can flip and use the gift of gab, but don't waver
If you love your girlfriend, then you better save her
Cause the next
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