Lyrics:
see you in my dreams
(I see you in my dreams, you done know di love is real)
Baby boy, not a day goes by
Without my fantasies (come on, girl tell me
Getting calling cards from your Barbie doll
When she 'round me she know I'm her bodyguard
Money callin' for me, baby girl, I'm sorry
You just high yella,
Yeah, I don't wanna live sometimes, so I'ma get high
Just like a kid sometimes, but know I'ma get by
'Cause I'm too young to say, "Bye, bye"
Too young
And I dunno if I'm wasting my quality time
But what I know is I'm
Addicted to bitches that's fly
Fine linen while I'm gripping this
Wood in my ride
Wine
And she got me posted on the highlight
On the IG, it's a fine life
They gon' hate on me I really don't mind
As long as I got you right by my side, I'm cool
my dreams, yuh done know di love is real)
Baby boy, not a day goes by
Without my fantasies (come on, girl tell me what's the deal)
I think about
Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
saying that, If someone shows you your qualities, you may start seeing them for yourself
I ain't trying to better then nobody, I'm just tryna be better
Yeah, fake hair, fake nails, fake pearls
Call herself a Barbie, wanna be a fake girl
She can't even see
She Stevie Wonder at night time
Too busy
Getting paid is my specialty
I'm a special person Quality
Got a Strategy
To get what I need
Living lavishly so don't fuck with me
Smoking weed is
don't know what's happening
I feel like kid cudi
I feel like i'm carti
She look like a barbie
Now she wanna get on me
Now she want get on
I feel like we
don't want this love anymore
I'm acting out in the open it's hard for you to ignore
But girl, what qualities was I looking for before?
Who you settling
Barbie, givin' backrubs
The Crock Pot, is our hot tub
Til sun up, til sun up (Ahhh)
Why do ya think I'm always
Smirkin' by the window? (Yow)
Because, I'm
Never watchin' PBS, kids
EMP, DMJ, no jammers
Why my T's say so low, girl, I think it's
Say the rules, how you niggas be drippin
I had a camera till I
of bacardi I swear she a barbie
Girl I'm sorry I publicized the things going on at the time
Hole in my heart since you left me alone
Now what's the reason you
Welcome to the barbecue
Uncle drunk as the fuck
Making plates on top of plates
Tomorrow that shit for lunch
Mamma yelling at they kids
Better eat
ferbreze
Got your girl with me here
She can't talk she's on her knees
Got more music coming
Can't question the quality
But they still try hate
They
nuts
Keep it real, represent what? My nuts
I got utensils, back up kid, yo guard your rectum
I'm crazy out here, mental man, don't respect him
You now
your mind
Help you to unwind
Spend a little quality time
Girl I know its getting difficult to sleep at night
I'm gone to work, there's no one there
I want a girl who gives me head like I'm a hat
“c milf is always best at that”
“But young and dumb is where it's at”
ct least that's what her daughter
sweat it?
I'm all into my music cause it's how I make papes
Tryin' to make hits, like Kid Capri makes tapes
Me sweat another? I do my own thing
games, so if I hear snickers
I'm not myself when I'm hungry, you better fear this kid
If you watching from the side, check it like another mistress
girl I now need would be gone by tomorrow
Oh Oh oh, no
What do I do
Always the man with a plan
wasn't planning on this
Feel impatient like a kid
her number on my thigh with a bic pen
I don't like 5 guys, but i do like men
I'm basically a kid i turned my bed into a den
Call me spider-man because
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