Lyrics:
love, hey
My love, hey, my love, hey
My love, hey, my love, hey
My love, my love, my love
I love the way you're standing
Lips look so sweet, like
nigga ran up on me homie I took him out by myself
I'll do anything for you baby you know I love you to death
Every time I fall in Gucci they like "sir
I love it and I need it, I feed it
Yeah, it turns me on
Alright, hold tight
I'm a highway star
Oh, my soul
Nobody gonna take my car
I
funny
Three bands on me
I'ma fly out to Sweden, shoutout to Noemi
Man, I hate when these niggas act like they know me
Baby I love you, tell me that you
on a Audemars Piguet
Looking at my diamonds oh my god they so wet
Iced out my wrist so I call that a flex
(No way Hozay)
I love my momma and all of my checks
(You
the seams
Everyone is singing now
No one is gonna scream so I
Bring the cream from the cow
I show you the know-how and put
It to your head so blaow
If you
fly guy, I'm in love with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois
or beast (no, no)
But I admit there are times when these girls so fine
They'll chill with a nigga for a week (oh, for a week)
Now I admit I love Hugh
the one you wanna love, so just
Pop a couple bands with a nigga like me
Loving ain't the same with a nigga like me
You used to them but ain't no love
don't give away) my love
(So don't give away) ain't another woman that can take your spot, my love
No
My love
My love
Now, if I wrote you a love
I got bands I got bands I got bands I got bands
My I.T bands My I.T bands My I.T bands My I.T bands
Bands... bands... bands...
So much power in
, hey, my love, hey
My love, hey, my love
My love
I love the way you're standing
Lips look so sweet, like cotton candy (my love)
That don't mean
Scorpio
I like fly girls that don't say no
Hey girl, grab my hand, hold on tight
Don't you worry bout a thing Raheem'll do you right
I'm a mint that's
you gonna fold like that (yh ay ay)
That wasn't part of the plan (yh ay ay ay)
I don't count Blues, I count bands
Countin' these bands, Countin' these
love,
Girl, You Know I got it
Did I make you feel right,
Girl You know I got it
Banging off these walls,
You feel me, I'm so excited
Vibrations with your
it's biblical
Ima have you wanting more
Baby hold me cause I love the way you move oh
Cause I say Ouu your love is so bright
No, I can't leave you alone
off my shades
I'll make love to you on marmalade
Are you sure that's what you wanna do?
If that's what you wanna do
What you gonna do? What you
'm crashin', I ain't even dissin' (Crash)
Heard you drop somethin', I ain't even listen
No one realer, triller, street gorilla
I pull up like Chauncey Billups
gonna do you get in my way ill be forced to remove
Play around and Im a call up the goons its gatunteed they'll have you gone by noon
Stoopid swag you
What up yall, I'm a take you on a lil Journey
Through the East Side of St Paul
Welcome to my hood
Pray for my people, Jesus Name
He's a Rubber Band
I know your game plan and now I understand
Love so deep is like sleep, it will leave you blind
I see how you're living so baby, next time
that shit come along with bitches (21)
No love for the opps, they get knocked out their britches (pussy)
Jump inside the box, spin the block 'til I
really, really put the hurt on me, yes you did
I'm a prisoner of your love and I just, I just won't ever be free, no, no, no
So it's bye-bye
Oh, mama,
playing"
Throw the Pssy back I can
I switch it up, do it no love
Then do it with no hands
Yea, I'm a boss btch that play that? sit
Brought him back to take
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