Lyrics:
Girl you might want to be careful 'cause I'll steal you from your mister
My legs are pretty fast but my bicycle is quicker
I have very few aspirations
it, map it, we can score
it, I need three guns, and a soldier to stand
by the door wit. No bullshit, I loaded up my
lyrics and two shotties
you to area 51
And get you kidnapped by aliens
I got a thought
You've been a thot
I got a thought bitch
You've been a thot
Dating two guys at the same
Sorry
You're very pretty
Sorry
Oh girl I know that you're
cttracted to me
cnd I should feel the same
cbout you
But there's something wrong
I
oh, girl, your body good
Boardroom smart, but I love it when they hood (yeah)
Aquazzura Amazon sandals in that emerald green
Same color gown by
started more parties than Ron Bacardi, right? (Right)
She like to get busy, she live a party life (life)
Oh, what, she got body? That new Ferrari type?
that's how we put food in the fridge
So, who am I?
Someone tryna live his best life
I just wanna take a pretty woman for a test drive
If I bring her
say
Pretty little woman
Sexy as can be
Sweet as a honey
Sting like bumble bee
In the summertime
When the weather is high
You can stretch right
lid
'Cause, when I was the age of one
My father gave me my very first gun
When I was the age of two
I was pullin' out records with the SD Crew
ties
I'm in leather like the ladies
Bigger than crack in the 80's
Drive the buggy I Mercedes
Blow up like C-4
Got so much to live for
Can't play
ties
I'm in leather like the ladies
Bigger than crack in the 80's
Drive the buggy I Mercedes
Blow up like C-4
Got so much to live for
Can't play
You say
One for the trouble
Two for the time
Come on, y'all, let's rock the
Yes, yes, y'all
Freak, freak, y'all
Funky beats, y'all
Then you
You say
One for the trouble
Two for the time
Come on, y'all, let's rock the
Yes, yes, y'all
Freak, freak, y'all
Funky beats, y'all
Then you
lessons
A woman with God in her eyes is a blessing
And with our world crashing around us
The loss
I know it hurts
That's why we still got our pretty
squicky goal:
"We spread the word of diamonds worn by stars of screen and stage, by wives and daughters of political leaders, by any woman who can make
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your
really shouldn't be this cold in summertime
When
She lies with me
Will she forget I'm ugly
Will she pretend I'm pretty
Oh I've lived a lie
I stole
gettin' straight pissy, and, oh, yeah, we puffin' on one of them thangs too
You blamin' who? You maimin' who? I know you ain't bringin' that lame crew
Big
gettin' straight pissy, and, oh, yeah, we puffin' on one of them thangs too
You blamin' who? You maimin' who? I know you ain't bringin' that lame crew
Big
slang I use
breakin' down mics and destroyin' crews. (2X)
1-2-1-2 unhh............ 1-2-1-2 mic check 1-2-1-2
1-2-1-2 unhh............ 1-2-1-2 mic check
narrows her eyes
Everyone looks at my mother she is one of
If not the most influential
Socialites in the city
He hands her two passes
A red one for her
and the boys asked the local
radio station, or asked the ballroom dancers to come up and feature in the video. They did. Puuh, pretty
good isn't it? By the way,
there's this woman and she's got me feeling pretty alright
Lovin', oh Lord, can make me change my ways
So won't you let me live another day
Guess I'd
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