Lyrics:
led me by the hand
Whispered the words, "This is forever"
Said from the a silver tongue, that's where it started from
Oh Anthonio, my Anthonio, was
Finally I have arrived/ pumping blood in my veins from parents which I’ve derived/ strengthened by tribulations and struggles which I’ve survived/
into your light, Girl
Cos you shining all so bright, Girl
Wanna be your cool mr right, yeah
Cos you just Dey kill me, Girl
Bad boy don fall in
Baby take the lead you the boss this time
This time imma tell you how I like it
Longtime you had a thing for me
By the bulge in my jeans you can see
got me open
Baby, I just wanna make you mine
By the end of the night, end of the night
By the end of the night
Don't leave your girl 'round me
Said,
toe straps, but sg talk to em!
[Sean Garrett]
I gotta whole bunch of girls I'm tryin' to bring by their kryptonite,
Betta wear your cake, cause
Swiss, Sam Swiss and I've got this
Pegasus, fly as shit, yeah you know that I rock this
Ey, yo
Get this, Uh
Gucci, louis, prada
Baby girl you look
entranced by the siren
Suckin all the essencse out from my wrists
Till her black heart's content
I'm Descendin' deeper, where pure folks won't lurk
The abyss
on Little Bo-Peep but made them all
We didn't sleep, surrounded by the elite
I'm from the sewer deep
Not if you from my suites
If you the can't compete
And I
It was a typical black tie country club scene
The band was playin' 'Girl from Ipanema'
It was like a bad dream, y'all
Had a plate with a cracker
girl
I love ma little nasty girl
All the ladies if u hear me
Grab ur titties for B.I.G
I love ma little nasty girl
All ma women from around
would kick back in your dad's backyard
By the fire and get so high that
I swear we could be astronauts
Like Neil Armstrong in the sky, I
Got myself a job
straight up
I feel like I'm the same as when I came up
It's still fuck a record label
Still fuck a manager
Still do it all with my girl from my home
Yeah, I
the alleys, shotgun houses
Ziplocs selling from eighths to ounces
G-Town girls, now you know they clowning
Belinda, Laura, and Ashley Cowan
If the party
this secret love affair
Girl you got me love sick I'm goin insane
Tryin to go ahead and shake you from my brain
Every night I wake up just screamin' your
my son
But if it’s a girl grab by the arms and I’ll twirl
I’m gonna give her the world
I Keep it a buck
Sketchers I light up my keef
You know my boots
That make her rider (yeah)
Say put that TEC (yeah)
Right by her eyes (yeah)
She keep it wet (yeah)
She passed my test (yeah)
I count my check (yeah)
Get you that Louis V
I'm wearin' Gucci
Buy you that Louis, that Gucci, that Prada
Where you from said it's hot like Nevada
Spark it up cause we got
by the hand
whispered the words "this is forever"
said from the silver tongue, that's where it started from
oh anthonio, my anthonio
was I ever more
stepping clean
When you ask them how they do it they say
It's the vibe on me
Now they can't be defined by a price tag
BCBG Versace and Louis Vuitton bags
No
I've just been
Runnin n runnin n runnin n runnin
Tryna get me some paper
Look how I step , in the Louis select
Now she wanna come see the kid later
from the underdog
Betting imma sucker
Lance Armstrong I cheat motherfucker
For the race for
The money or on my baby mother
That's a bad motherfucker but
from France
Bonjour I’m smoking on a thick ass branch
Whipping up that Armstrong
Second patch won’t take to long
By the end of this song
It gonna
giving out samples
Said I'm immature but I lead by example
Furthermore girl you know you sparkle
You're a pretty little thing like your parcel
I don't want
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