Lyrics:
how to tell her
I just wanna be with her
Me and her together
I go lean on over
(Ya know)
Kiss under the covers
Kiss under the covers
Maybe I should
picked up his body and I dragged him inside
Threw him down in the hole and I put back the cover
I said a quick prayer and I felt satisfied
Then I rode
opp business, you don't know me (yeah)
Your bitch ridin' my dick like she owe me (yeah, yeah)
First lick I ever hit was for a Rollie
I put his Nikes
Gyal ya look for me when ya
Gyal lick up sweet when ya
I cant control ya, I wanna know ya
I saw ya
Gyal ya look for me when ya
Gyal lick up sweet
wise guy
Military minding, front lining, all up for a drive by
Case over like the last don, like all the cash gone
Answer wrong, cause I'm
(haha)
Give me space as I lick ya face, stick the place (show me how you want it girl)
Synchronize so I drive when they kick the bass (show me how you
black
Pull up where you at I ain’t finna play no phone tag
Imma hit up any mutha fucka that got bro back
Now hol' that
Drive slow down the block in
weapon and I quickly start bustin'
I go, cold loco lay 'em down by the dozen
I look at my riders, they say nothing's confusin'
Why, why, why? It's
where, you could be in Russia I'ma touch ya
Vocal assassin, motivated by cash
Shoot for the loot, brownies and black mags
Don't stop, keep goin' don't
get a chance I'ma bust ya
No matter where, you could be in Russia I'ma touch ya
(Like that) Vocal assassin, motivated by cash
Shoot for the loot,
covers to lay down
Ain't really one for the run around
I'm gone take mine in my own time
I can't slow down in my own mind
I lay you back down for
covers to lay down
Ain't really one for the run around
I'm gone take mine in my own time
I can't slow down in my own mind
I lay you back down for
booty for a ride
I'll cover my eyes and let you be the guide
'cause ain't no limitations on the things we do
I'll let my tongue lick where you want me
for some crip
Suck ya up for some zona
Ralph Lauren Polo down Penny Loafers
(Polo down nigga)
Love robbing niggas I got tired of the popo
Blowed
Liable to drive-by on a summer day
July 4th'll be a June
Block ten block ten block ten bla ba bum
The sound of the drum, that crips and bloods know
don't be acting like you is
I smoke you them bullets go through you and bbq ya ribs
Knock knock face ya fears im outside poppin at yo wig
Drive by
the cliff
Ya don't know nothing so you Saying shit
Pull off the backend, now Pocket ain't sick
Goofy goober yh i scream
Wanna hit a lick
Destiny got ma cell
Sex Toy, Sex Toy, Sex Toy
All I wanna do is have some fun and fuck
Grab my sex toy, so I can wind it up
Pocket wikle bounce, do it down south
Here
to drive-by's they be callin
And you ain't know while you be kickin' that old shit
(Talk to me) we makin' hits
Platinum and gold shit (we don't stop)
I stay
to drive-by's they be callin
And you ain't know while you be kickin' that old shit
(Talk to me) we makin' hits
Platinum and gold shit (we don't stop)
I stay
(Tay Keith fuck these niggas up)
Mh, mh, mh
Mhm, mh, mhm, yeah
All my life I been taking a risk (risk)
From drive-bys to just hitting a lick
Call me Jordan when I fly
Two fifty onna dash when I drive by
I been in it so long
Think I must of died then the feeling came on ya
I been so alone
I
I need a down ass bitch thats here for her nigga
Im down for my chick keep it real wit'cha nigga
Ugh just keep it real wit ya nigga
Just keep it real
Well it's the mad chickenhawk with the dirty lick style
And pullin 211's ever since TAA-DOOW
There's ten million ways to die
Choosin Mack and hit
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