Lyrics:
need you
Sticking to my hip like you used some glue
Her daddy told me bring her home by 8
Dang my guy it’s been our second date
That guy put a body cam
me a bong
A Dead Guy, Session or a Mirror Pond
Double that shot
Shoot, shoot, I didn't mean from the glock
Or did I
Do enough to just get by
Or bid
Two by two
Comin in two by two
Never been around no guys like us, it says a lot about you
Two by two
Fuck with my two live crew
Tell me everything
a traffic stop
Bitch you'd rather shoot it
Out or rather box
If there's a confrontation get hit with
A combination like a Master Lock
I told this nigga, I
(can't find you)
Mm, ohh, mm, oh, oh, oh, no, no, ooh, woah
Robert, Jay, and Joanne, my kids
What you hearin' out here about dad, guys I'm sorry for
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
Yeah, she got macked by some dope-dealin' nigga
Still seein' that other kid on the side
She kept most of her thoughts inside
See all the first guy did was
be the best version of me
Mama don't you see
Honestly, this been my dream since 17
I'm Martin Luther King
With a global reach
But you can't kill
at one time
Oh my
Used to be a nice guy
Glock heavy on the right side
Sipping steady Baby I'm your bad guy
Palm trees drive by
East to the west side
We can
the cash flow to live a rich life
Old school Chevy with the top down
Got me stepping out of town
Wearing my crown
I don't care if you don't like my sound
feel up on my labels
Baby don't be stable
"Ogyaa ni nyinaa gu me table" (Yor!)
You no go fit play with my love that is how you get unstable (It's lit)
fuck with the mood
Blowing up my phone big boy voice girl what's good
Shaky voice she talking feelings
Turn out her man no good guy
She need that smoke
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
know I go
Just let my guys go
We hit em with some nyquil
Fly so ill
So ill we about to kill
Toby
You look like a phony version of stony
You obviously
on Cassidy and
A scuffle breaks out between
The entourages and delays the battle
For just over five minutes
You get ya jammed up, I got my blue bands up
I'll
Hey baby, hey baby, hey!
Girls say,boys say,
Hey baby, hey baby, hey
Hey baby baby
I'm the kinda girl that hangs with the guys
Like a fly
I like about superstars?
I like my superstars to be out there jump out
The window! Be like Prince with
Your ass out i may
See it and say, "Damn, she
nature
I can not kill the unseen
Pouring wine by a fire late at night, a book beside about blackmagic
You know this is tragic
Befriend the ghosts in my
repeat itself
Time and time again
And when I think I found a real one
You always run back to the bad guy
But maybe it's my fault
Getting drawn in by
pop don't give a damn
The day I played with matches, took the stove to my hand
Hot temperature! He told me the players' version
The ego in submersion
Caves for eyes,
With a cliff for a jaw
That would go up 'n down,
And whenever it did,
He'd puff out some dust,
And hack up a boulder
(HACK!)
Hack
4 bangers a week
Then go flame on the beat maybe sang on the beat
That's a triple threat ain't it my g
Any competition by my sight I
Drag 'em out
to the point you have to ask for your ass back
A fucking joker smoker, taunted by no one
If I was born in Chung Li's temple I would've turned out a shogun
(OK, I'd like to make a shout-out to Boo-Boo and to Marquesha)
(And to my homegirl Tasha) OK one simple question for the countdown
The money and the CD
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