Lyrics:
Bill+ beneath the underpants see
But patients is the virtual to being anxious, just might hurt you
Like Mike Vick returning to the line of scrimmage too
patients is the virtual to being anxious, just might hurt you
Like Mike Vick returning to the line of scrimmage too soon
A line of nigga's tryin' get in
this the stage where you guys showed it
You really paid that price, you know what I mean?
And listen, I'ma tell y'all like this, man
Don't get
talk you just hurt nigga
Fuck that brown bitch down in fourth street
Walking down her block thinking about how she used me
She a drug you in dept with
(Trap-A-Holics mixtapes)
(Yeah)
(It's Yung Cash)
(Cashxflash in it)
(Yeah)
Go viral like the Macarena
Born to be an entertainer
Used to wanna be
Achieve and accomplishing
(Go get it)
If it ain't about the hunnids
Then she don't want no conferencing
Shawty got a good head on your shoulders
(Good head
man
I like you like the Klu Klux Klan
Motherfucker want to front on me?
My posse got a real MC, Too $hort
And it don't stop, and it don't stop,
Complexion (two-step)
Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love)
Ooh, Complexion (two-step)
It all feels the same (it's a Zulu love)
(Uh)
You like
like what we use to (how we use to do it)
Can we just dance like we used to, dance like we use to BABY
Your body, your bod-day- all over my body baby
ponytail no nails painted blue jeans fit it
And she really don't know much about no city living. But this country girl she sure knows how to work with it
is my job, what I'm about to do"
So I'm like, "Hey man, some times you got to work (or don't be a part of it)
To do what you really wanna do"
We
to me, baby?
Baby, yeah (yeah)
Over eighteen with the windows fogged
Her brown skin with our fingers locked
Feel the air like it's sunny out
But I don't
you hear when you be taking off a wave cap like no cap, just take that
And surf it lil bish
I don't wish
I get sh*t cracking wit my fist
Uh, wow
Pussy
let that blue flag hang
So watch Scoob do it, I'mma let the brown rag swang
Middle deuce to it, boy that's just a five six thang
Now SWHOOP! WHOOP!
like we used to say
Syncopation the true school way
I don't know what you came to do
I came to drop the funk on you
Depends on that sonic sound
used to love you
我偶爾也歎氣 雖然I got brand new boo
You used to love me I used to love you
我徹底失去你 now looks like I'm the fool
Baby, please don't hurt me
anymore
Uh uh, baby
Mm, listen
Say I don't feel no pain, it doesn't hurt inside
And I'm doin' better on my own, whoa
So if you see me, walk on by
don't
Like the way that Bobby Brown swings
Stop calling out my name
It's still my thang
It's still my thang and after eight years
Ain't a damn thing
da heats
Now it seem da hole damn hood dun switchd up
Used ta put our fists up see hoo lip git bust
Hallain out da set as we sweat at da hutch
Come
know what it is but she got me
Got me scooping her up like some ice cream
Be My Brown Sugar
Got me scooping her up like some ice cream
I used to call you
thirty-two and I was only eighteen
She likes to freak, she's just a fiend
It really didn't matter when I saw her in jeans
I want to big freak, fat
like we used to say
Syncopation the true school way
I don't know what you came to do
I came to drop the funk on you
Depends on that sonic sound
I'm not done {beat resumes}
Fuckin it up like this especially for the Brown
So orale suvale in the Brown side of town
Don't be shy bump that shit homey
stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for a chopper
Permit, don't need permission from a doctor
I been smokin' since
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