Lyrics:
put me on the stretcher
Nigga you built
Like mother fucking sketcher
Don't talk about my girl
Shes doing good
Wearing my sweater
Pussy boy
Pussy boy
cold like ice
She need that, hear a little feedback
Cat get waxed I ain't worried bout a weed wack
Going to the bed girl you better let me see that
She
I am not the kind of girl
Who should be rudely bargin' in on a white veil occasion
But you are not the kind of boy
Who should be marryin'
a stain
By you out or you in? Yeah that's really my gang
Bitch I talk how I talk yeah that's really my slang
We not cool, little boy you cant hang
Niggas
Teach all the generation that the goal's always to kill
It's misogyny that tells girls sit back and blush
You know if the boys punch you it's just
Cuz
to be like me
That little boy he want to be siamese
That little boy don't know you besides me
Baby don't get hit by the door when you go
Baby don't forget
is flying by
D-lo boy you is a real one, how you always be so fly
How does everything suit you, but you won't settle for a tie
Yo girl remember my
ain't pay for no parking
Take a lotta time for the rhymes I'm gaurding
Got the whole city on my back we be marching
Take yo girl to eat I be calling her
and girl
So with God's help they saved the life of Daniel McElroy
They knew he would be needed by his little boy and girl
So with God's help they saved
(oh, I am, I'm trying)
Whatchu mean, you ain't got no cash? (I got a little bit)
Whatchu mean? Whatchu mean?
Shouldn't your pockets be big just like
getting jiggy
We could fly to santorini we could even hit the beach
Love to see your body in a two piece girl you looking thick
I'm the best I'm the best
Cotton candy and walking down the beach as
Were holdin hands and were sneakin little kisses
Splashin water wading up to our knees and
Chasing I can
Who you tryna be little kid
Who you tryna be little
Oh I got my toes out
Don't you like them
Sipping soda
Make your head spin
Green heat boy Yoda
Too
Sherry was a waitress at the only joint in town
She had a reputation as a girl who'd been around
On main street after midnight, a brand new pack
reached Miami Beach
They got a hotel by the water and a quart of Bombay gin
The road goes on forever and the party never ends
They soon ran out
running up on one of us, boy
They best not
We serving up the nonsense (yeah)
It ain't fucking with my conscience (yeah)
Drinking 'til I'm unconscious (yeah)
Street
In July
Sweet pushcarts gently gliding by
The great big city's a wondrous toy
Just made for a girl and boy
We'll turn Manhattan
Into an isle
I'll take you there
Take you to Greece, stop by the beach
Becoming everything that we could be
Am I falling? Guess we'll see
I can't stop it, Fine by me
on the level like damn where you been
I don’t mess with that fake shit
Night on the beach, play it back cause we taped it
Got that girl saying shit that I was
stop
A-yes, yes y'all, and you don't stop
And to the beat Com Sense'll be the sure shot, come on
I met this girl when I was ten years old
And what
stop
A-yes, yes y'all, and you don't stop
And to the beat Com Sense'll be the sure shot, come on
I met this girl when I was ten years old
And what
A change would do you good
God's little gift is on the rag
Poster girl posing in a fashion mag
Canine, feline, Jekyll and Hyde
Wear your fake fur
Uh,
Let's go to the beach,
Each
Let's go get away
They
Say,
What they gonna say
Have a drink,
Clink,
Found the Bud Light
Bad girls like me, is hard
Yeah
Yeah
Paula
Danger
I might be a young girl, but I know how to have fun
I got them boys chasing me, trying to make me the one
When I'm out
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