Lyrics:
Eddie:
I'm gonna do all the things for you, a girl wants a man to do.
Oh, baby (Oh, baby)
I'll sacrifice for you, I'll even do wrong for you.
Oh,
to make a choice
Don't know if it's wrong or right
She want to hit Franco couch
Coach you through it like Dana White
Eddie Franco, household name
Baby I'm
thought we'd be for lifers, baby
Well I was wrong all you did was drive me crazy
Flipped my whole world upside down, a 180
I left my guard down somehow,
Would you go back if you could?
I don't think I would
Catch you by my side
Walkin' backwards over bridges we crossed
Is how you get lost
I can't
to me nice baby I'll never say it twice
Mmmmm, we don't ever fall for the hype (uhhh)
I'm Out of wild, Andre 3000, you my prototype (yeah)
This Victory
number one in the streets you cant lack
223 with extended mags
Be the one for me bae don't switch sides
If you take the stand baby would you lie
We are
Bands on my waist
Beat the murder case
Sippin on that act
No Faygo for the chase
500 On the dash you don't wanna
Race I'm all about cash tell that h**
a dagger in my heart, so I give her's a sword
Baby, come hop on this train, yeah, all aboard
Let's have a conversation, tell me what you really looking for
pet it for me, baby
My dick on professor Klump, jump on this Eddie for me, baby
And when you fuck with me, they give you credit for it baby, yeah
This is the Puna Boy Anthem
Yessah Blessah
What's up boys
Hou brah hope you ready for this one
Uh huh, Puna boys
And this the remix baby
All my
This is the Puna Boy Anthem
Yessah Blessah
What's up boys
Hou brah hope you ready for this one
Uh huh, Puna boys
And this the remix baby
All my
This is the Puna Boy Anthem
Yessah Blessah
What's up boys
Hou brah hope you ready for this one
Uh huh, Puna boys
And this the remix baby
All my
This is the Puna Boy Anthem
Yessah Blessah
What's up boys
Hou brah hope you ready for this one
Uh huh, Puna boys
And this the remix baby
All my
sack (Uh, huh)
But if you out here bullshittin'
Go play on the train tracks (Ha ha ha)
Baby, bust it open, girl
You know that thing fat (Bust it open)
on the table you better not steal
Your bitch on the table for money she twerkin'
Love my lil' baby I buy her a Birkin
30 or 60 I pop me a percy
I took it with
you feel alright
'Cause I am yours, you are mine, you are mine, mine (yeah)
Not going anywhere, I am standing by your side (uh-uh)
I will love you
time and go to JAIL
Cuz in that two man cell
Best believe you gone get NAILED
Mystikal you'z a ho, it's time I Iet'cha know
Y'all ain't ready for Local
on my mind, so baby talk to me
You took her she went from the ghetto streets
To executive streets electronic beeps, two-way pagers, Palm 7's, M-11's
new souls for God why you waiting
I'm tryna bring life to you i don't get why you hating
They sayin how i believe in a God i cant even see man they
Huh huh
Huh, yeah (damn Eddie)
Huh, yeah (you ain't had to do them like that)
On Glen Davis, big baby
Niggas tripping on me
I just smoked my brain
dealing with the death of my father
Still dealing with the death of my best friend
Eddie, I'ma miss you, dog
But you know I'ma ride to the end, I love you
maybe heaven sent it
But girl when you walk by you heaven scented
Baby can you notice me
I can't pretend I don't
Want you, I do
Excuse me hold up do you
to Florida City, Opa-Locka
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice
From your braids to your pedicure
Head to toe if you don’t know it baby that’s for sure
Then I’m out the door and then I’m out on tour
And you hate it
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