Lyrics:
from is bitch chasing
If you work with me you know got a big placement
DaDa got the Freddy fit I always been Jason
I was raised by real G's that's a rat
your pain and you been needing me
Ion got no room to judge I need you and you see
Pretty onna instagram but in my messages toxcity
Street runner, gotta
on her)(x4)
She got me in a daze
Thinking bout the ways I'ma get her tonight
I'ma put her on my stage
Let her do her thing
Let her play on the mic
She
feeling 'Ahmad'
But I'm feeling great, life of a God, hop in Nissan
Riding around Telegraph, by the underpass
Make a left on Alcatraz, about to get the bag
6/8
1/3 5/4 number four |1/5 |
6- |2 |
Girl, I'm so lonesome tonight
4
I was just lyin' here wonderin' where you are
|1
And what you're doin'
|4/1
tonight
She betta know seh, somethin a go dead tonight
Verse 1: Craigy T
Yo! Rudebwoy dun know di flex from a gal a undress
And a exposed di breast dem
care of their mamas and lock their fears outside
Tonight we ride
Tell the runner to ride like hell
And if he’s taken don’t ever tell tonight
That
you and me tonight
We can go hit the road
Winter time starting to snow
She my guardian angel 4 4 4
And when I kissed she asked me for more
Got me
onughi
Holla one time sing along o
To all my ladies nndi nor in the house tonight
Looking fly single searching for a man nneba tonight
Obuni bialeba
Double R 4L
Old money new money Huemoney, long live Butta
In and out them strikers, make it quick, no time to slip homie
D C off a CP man you know I
Oh Oh Oh~ (Oooh it's got me hooked on you)
I know we're not supposed to be doing this
Nah Nah Nah~
Tonight it's between us
Let me start by
the Auderman empire,
For I hear by the sound of the
castanettes, we are off,
off, off, off we are off.
Off to Br-r-r-r-r-r-r-azil! a-Br-r-razil. Brazil...
Land
me
I'm tougher, than concrete
Hear it in the way that I breathe, that I sing
Surrounded by kings and queens and IV's
Six letter word I don't know
(Oh, carry her safe to Bethlehem)
(Little gray donkey, tonight)
(A miracle rests on your four small feet)
(Little gray donkey, tonight)
You know
I send two niggas back up top, and come back
We chop up rock, by midnight, we open up shop
It's four in the mornin', we on the block creepin'
Spell your name out, for the cosmos
No matter where you are tonight
I'ma make sure I end up beside you
One to the two, three to the four, five
on her)(x4)
She got me in a daze
Thinking bout the ways I'ma get her tonight
I'ma put her on my stage
Let her do her thing
Let her play on the mic
She
planned
Day by day, we doing better than ever
It's 4am, she tryna get busy might let her
I can't miss a move, we was out till like four in the morning
I
weakness
And now I'm four, five seconds from wildin'
And we got three more days 'til Friday
I'm just tryna make it back home by Monday mornin'
I swear
butter breath George Washington Carver
Po up a 4 now my soda got darker
Yo trap rollin' my trap rollin' harder
I'm ballin' you still on the bench I
numbers written on the ground next to their heads
The one eyewitness that has come forward has recently been pronounced dead
By suicide after throwing
shots, three, four
Shawty dancing while she eyeing me
And the way she throw it back
I'm just catching all her vibes you see
Yea
We got it rolling tonight
A place where i'm counting stars
I've been having trouble sleeping
Haunted by these demons
I'm up every night
Stressing through the day
Don't know what else
You don’t know the half of it
4) Grab you by the neck and start kissing on the back of it, then it’s back to back rubbing
5) Till I find the right spot,
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