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I drew a line to make it straight
The truth might hurt little
But Imma spill tell you anyway
Don't judge a book by its face
I
I'll never forget
You took me home and opened up my front door
I felt no regrets
Turn me in, turn me out
You make me wanna shout
Oh, it feels so
I don't wanna finish last like the nice guy,
Always holding up the white flag just to get by,
Walked over like a doormat as you slide by,
Taking
'm flying sitting by a ten
Compromising my soul is getting fun to me
(Woo)
This shit's getting tiring
You think that I'm lying?
I got a new phone, I bought up
up, we gotta talk it up
Then spark it up, then fuck, split up
Get back, make up, then stack cake up
And I'll be waitin' for you while you do makeup
changing like Sosa
They showing they colors
They wanna talk behind my back
They wanna talk behind my back
Now I'm on the way up
Cause them blessings come
on left side
Tell that she loves me, look me up in my eyes
My heart for you is big girl, blowin' up by size
I really wanna take it slow but it was love
up (oh), po' up, po' up (oh-whoa)
You mr. Nasty, I'll clean it up (that was nasty)
I wanna go where nobody's been
(Wanna go where you've been,
her not to bother
I'll be dead by the end of the summer
In a haze, it's all grey, I just wanna feel in color
I just wanna feel in color
But I guess I
ashamed
Shorty, what's your name? 'Cause you are...
[Chorus x 2]
Baby, you one of the coldest
Reprise
Up in the club just doing me
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You still love me?
Take this
You ready? One, two, three
'Cause the more you put me through
The more it makes me wanna come back to you
You say
And we neva got no room for no haters
When we pull up on them 24 omegas
While I'm smoking on a gar seeing Vega
You by my side we be on one when we
since y'all I wanted to be like macks and Bishop
Type wanna get up in the club, drinkin' Cris'sy from a gold cup
Flossin' my club, peepin' persons
me until you use me up
Until you use me up until you use me up
Until you use me up until you use me up
Until you use me up
Iyi-yi-yi-I, wanna spread
ain't rolled up,
Let's mix sex with the weed smell
Then ride me nigga like you do them V-12's
I'll be yo SLK and you can drop my top
And I'll be all
ain't rolled up,
Let's mix sex with the weed smell
Then ride me nigga like you do them V-12's
I'll be yo SLK and you can drop my top
And I'll be all
she wanna sex me
Text back told the lil bitch Betski
I told her it's a party baby you can bring a bestie
Finna slide on ya water like a jetski
It's
there’s nothing more to me I can see
You said stop that, baby, boohoo
Cry for me like Jodeci and I will tantalize you
Open up like blossoms bloom and I
every time you say Boy you love it takes me wrong Yeah, we're step -ups together One, one, two, two go what you wanna do, two Baby sex me while I sex you
have me zoning
Then wake up and make breakfast in the morning
Sweet in the street, freak in the sheets
Do this for me
I'm hollerin' what you need
Come
the fuck up
I'm taking yo black ass back to the office
Keep talking shit
Aight bet
Fuck Mr. Clynch said by a minority
Cause he don't wanna punish
every time you say Boy you love it takes me wrong Yeah, we're step -ups together One, one, two, two go what you wanna do, two Baby sex me while I sex you
a singer and start a singing group. I still remember the song she taught me for the audition.
You are the love of my life, being with you every day. It makes
it
I dont chase em babygirl you know me
I just want the money at the moment
Plus it's only badd bitches only
Niggas steady speaking on the old me
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