Lyrics:
I need to cut across
Drive across the lawn, beat you by the track
And not get lost
Gonna beat you there
Cut across, currently I'm drifting back
up, bitch, can a nigga get with it
I know you want my dick, so baby, take the seven digits
Know what, I want your number, but you can keep mine
Aka DJ Old Davis
I have a special request
I would love to hear "Buffalo Stance" by Neneh Cherry
And, uh, one more thing
Don't you get fresh with me
Bandstand
I don't want to walk without you baby
I don't want to walk without you, Baby
Walk without my arm about you, Baby
Oh, Baby, please come back
Ro
Now on with the show
(It's Tha Liks baby)
(It's Tha Liks baby)
One two, one two
I got a tape in my ride, made by Homicide
Ralph M
(ba-ka-ka)
Swear to God, when you play with just one of these bucks
You get killed
Baby girl, would you ride for your nigga?
Would you ride for your
baby
Say you want my mind
I been doing things
Making plans with my life
Love you all the time, baby
Love you all the time
I been on the road
On my
on your own
Ain't nobody fuckin' with me, you can tell by the tone
Gotta lotta women waitin' by they phone all alone
But I'm here for ya
When I get
lookin' over, at me
She wanna turn up
I can tell by the look in her face
That she ain't happy with you, nigga
And I can bet that I'm gon' get her
And I
brodies he walk with limp
True hussle'er I walk wita dip should be a pimp the way I mack wita chic
Don't let me fuck bae I'ma call you a lyft jump in my car
between us
I know you feel it too
I don't hesitate
Just feel it
I won't fake
It's you I wanna be with
The lights go on
The lights go off
And that's the mark
on, call me Young Weezy Baby, Baby, ayy, yes
I'm a m-m-mouthful now lemme see you digest
And when she walks she walks with passion
When she talks,
Gettin' freaky in the club
That money
With the pretty kush taste like honey
By the way she's windin' it on me
My goodness girl you're so freaky, you're so
it
White lies with the hidden black truth,
Black love, black book, she can read me by the cover,
Stretch marks poems I was reading under-covers
White
in the sky
You probably gotta fly just to buy (Who!)
Kinda guy walkin' by with a Desert 45
Probably be a legend before I die (Die!) You wanna see me
you're by me, girl (by me, girl)
Jump all around me, girl, yeah, ayy (yeah)
Do your thing 'cause you got it, girl
Think with your body, girl (your body,
girl
I got you enticed
If it's really something
You can save my life
Jump into my ride
Jump into my ride
Ride with me baby
Who cares if I gotta flex
Brand new diamonds, brand new lean, baby
(yeah)
Yeah, jump out on the block
Niggas play it shiesty
Gotta keep the heat dawg
From the streets with
Was
Despite not having looked at them once
"You know we are born
With those vile characteristics
The desire to create, to express"
She spit's the words out
here by a bitch dude
That didn't know how to resolve they issue
You had a life but now they dismissed you
You gone
Give a bitch ass mark some chrome
That
might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law, and I know my way around
Down in the Village, you might think I'm silly
But you
done skipped right now
Mm, skip it, jump
Do you wanna go in
With your motherfuckin' friends
Where you at
Bring it, bring it, bring it back
Bout to go
Damn
Fuck with me today
Never fuck with you tomorrow
Living my life on a low solo
I'm not gon
Jump on the bandwagon
There is this part of me
That is
bow
I'm gonna show them you need more than gimmicks
If you want to leave with a mark
Cause I want to show you I lead by example
I ain't doing shit in
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