Lyrics:
a muscle car
Cuz you hustle hard
In the strip club
And on the boulevard
She's a model drinks moscato by the bottle
If you give her some Gelato
You won't see
smile, I know she must be kind
When I look in her eyes
She goes with me to a blossom world
I'm pickin' up good vibrations
She's giving me excitations (Oom
down to her ass, who looks nice in them jeans
So I can be like, "Damn, you looking good and I wanna fuck"
But you a chicken so when I'm finish, I got
grateful for my life
I preserve my life
I am healthy
I face fear square in the face
And it disappears
I am strong
I am a good teacher
I see with spiritual
to get by, oh I know
Nineteen, hmm, pretty young thing
From the Midwest (oh yes)
Got a long week ahead of her
When I call she gets dressed (she
She said the sex was like no other
Never judge a book by it's cover
'Cause I just leave a couple
Shots in your brother
And make sure I empty the clip in
ride me like a brand new car
Got Kush by the jar and hoes like old clothes
Yeah a nigga young but shit I got a old soul
I ain't going oso and that's bare
the way she was looking at me she really liked my clothes
I could just tell by the way she was looking at me, she was staring right in my e-eyes
They
clothes
Shes a freak and we already know
She fuck with me cause I keep it on the low
Lets get high, high, high, Im out of my mind
Im out of my body want her
Softly smile, I know she must be kind
When I look in her eyes
She goes with me to a blossom world
I'm pickin' up good vibrations
She's giving me
back shawty bring it back
Have u hittin high notes like u singing on the track
Even got ya friends fiendin, they believin in a mac
But her contact's
on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga
G'd up in that Gucci
Boo'd up with your hoochie
Shh
Victoria Secret, I fucked her in that coochie
(YG's doin'
nothin but lay round the house all week)
And so I said in my mind
That's a line of a flat down straight up ho down freak
Then I pulled her to the side
to rock all my brother's clothes
Now designer brands, got a bunch of those
Got a bunch of diamonds and a bunch of gold
Ridin' by the cops, I'm like fuck
good 'bout me, you should just believe her
Take-taking all her girls out, naked girls in cheetah
Feelin' on they ass, while they rolling up the cheeba
? me in her mind Doe now she wonder where the time go Am feeling your body by the liter or either get you water with my finger this the ? that you
believe
At 9 o'clock, I saw her
By 10, I had her number
11's when I called her
At 12 o'clock, it happened, I gotta blame
Midnight, I was caught up
It's
my funds in
I do whatcha can't, I'm the one bitch
I fuck her good she wanna son, bitch no
Cut off my phone, No distractions
Bitch I'm my zone, No
I'm perverted
But she ain't got on no clothes, Hootie Hoo
Exit the club to the Trump
And her back is so fat you can see from the front
I walk in, this
'cause we smoke 'em in spliffs
We getting real paper this shit is not Play-Doh, just turned a new eighth to a brick
Half them clothes in my closet come
good in her clothes, head to her toes, toes
Prime time chick, she the type to get chose, chose
Baby girl she so fine, she make a nigga wanna shout,
when negative make you sad
That’s the reason she’s in her room crying
That’s the reason why he’s mad really stressing
The power got them by surprise, hit
Softly smile, I know she must be kind
When I look in her eyes
She goes with me to a blossom world
I'm pickin' up good vibrations
She's giving me
money, got to get my dime
Sit down with her baby, wind is full of trash
She bold as the street light, dark and sweet as hash
Way down in the hollow,
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