Lyrics:
at em mean, they red like a light, I drive like machine
I steal babies lollies, I disrespect volleys
I don't need no team
I can't over think, I barely now
down dirty to do the deeta deeta
And if you don't know exactly what I mean-a
Then you have missed the world's best party-a
Now I'm only teasing juggling
you ask me
Oh you came no waist
All natural no lace
Say you out here killing bitches cold case
I mean yeah okay you the one ya don't say
You know boss
through the night
King sized beds, Satin sheets gettin' right
Wear you out, leave my number by the phone
In the morn', I'm gone
chorus (sung
no hypebeast though, I'm a mic beast bro
I don't recite these flows, I homicide these hoes
I got the leg of your baby mama and fiance tremblin'
Show
call me by my government name
Her panties wet over fame
Fall in love with my chain
I wonder if I wasn't an entertainer would she remain
Surrounding
shorty, you know I got Crippin' in my genes) (ha, ha, ha)
Trill nigga, I just wanna leave it on her face like a real nigga
(And after that I'll give you
me, no dice, you see, I might just be Ted Bundy
Or Satan, gee, what a site to see, I'm dancin' in my red panties
I'm crazy, but it's alright with me,
baby girl
And you are my world
Don’t forget this
Nobody is above you
You’re the owner of my heart
And I love it this way
Dear baby girl
I thought I knew
And you can tell by now I got it goin' on
See I wear my Adidas shoes real real tight
Just so I can do my windmills right
I'm fresh out the box, baby
But I ain't never had to wear no black eyes from beatings
As long as he doin' right, by you and the kids
How you gon' expect that man not to be who he
my bunny fur white
I keep my shit clean
Gotta look good for the chicks
Know what I mean?
I keep the hop hip, by the way, I hip-hop
Doc Sipps'll get
on 95 I'm rolling with my baby
You know how Miami go I choose you with no plan-b
I don't do the petty things, they only just annoy me
I accept you for
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
wear no slippers outside, nigga (yeah, nigga, uh-huh)
Street nigga (what he say?), yes
Really in the field, huh? (Smoov, what's good, baby? Thank you,
Flights in the morning dinner in the evening
Tell me dat u love me show me dat u mean it show me dat yu decent show me how u klean it
She Don’t wear no
to rip something
I got 'em
I don't know about you
But I gotta get mines
And that's by any means necessary
Watch this
Look
Forever underrated they can't
Tribal tattoos and he don't know what it means
But I heard he makes you happy, so that's fine by me
But still, I'm just keepin' it real
Still lookin'
Give me that single mother strength
S-R-T-Y to the bank
I just worked like ninety hours
I don't need to smile, thanks
My yaya said they're all
ain't hot it don't mean shit
But you know, it's all in a day's work
What a job this is my nigga
What's crack-a-lackin' Devin, the Dizzude?
Snoop D-O
ain't hot it don't mean shit
But you know, it's all in a day's work
What a job this is my nigga
What's crack-a-lackin' Devin, the Dizzude?
Snoop D-O
genes, huh
We just get it done, it don't matter how, it's by any means, huh
And free Riccy Raccs, it's on when you back, they know what I mean
Should be
Wear my drawers in tight mode naked with no coat
Walkin around I see youse about to lose her
That honey with white boots and hair like Medusa
an uptown pimp
Windows, brim low, with the window tint
Pockets full of money, no room for lint
Please don't run up, please don't attempt
You were a bitch back
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