Lyrics:
who's gonna tell me that's it you (my baby)
What's a nigga gotta do (lil lady)
Even if the sky is falling
You little my piece of God miss darling
She
sing my bars now he hate his chick
Oh well bagged another one and his shorty thick
Froze up cause she chose up hate she had to pick
Grown up gang glo'd
Couple Of Tricks Hidden In My Sleeve
With This Magic Show
Keep Movin To This Music
Yeah She's Fine But Your Better
By The Way You Do It To It
So Look
be regretting it by the morning
By morning sunshine, a mother's son lies
Closed her eyes and she opened up dem thighs
Now your little girl once known
I'm thinking how she'll look, of course things are going great
My birthday was on a Sunday
We agreed to celebrate it the previous day
I chose to cancel
figure watching me from afar
I dial my stop up a notch
This could be the money shot
And as I checked the frames I got
The nature's there
The lady's not
brass band of gratitude
Not quite dormant in my belly
It said so in a human voice
"Bellow forth"
And who among us could ignore such odd
And precise
her right to her knees
She chose me, I'm a don, call me Don Corleone
A pimp nigga, I'ma bring a bitch to my bone
Shake it, gurl, either move it or lose
hustling
Searching us for nothing book me
Fuck it no discussing it
Now we right back at it jumping
Bond and hit that mall again
Told my brother sneaky it's
and
Insecurities they gotta go
She always nervous around me
But see this lady inside
She's ready to be my baby tonight
And ever since this lady found me
This woman
hit your girl
Then this is my apology
Cause suckers that be tripping
About these bitches tryna body me
I'm about to go rope around my arm
Needle in it
big pun
Tryna come harass me? They Trigger happy
My flow it pack heat, Im known to drop a quick one backseat
Impress the homies, the ladies, shit,
If no one else got me know I can count on Kimberly that's why I love my mom
She know her son be shooting in love with the guns but next I want me
the place to be
MC Man he made them beg
He is the man who is known as Craig
The newest member out to get loose
Now he is down with us and he got the juice
of course you know I had my fingers crossed
Picture me being scared
Of a nigga that breathe the same air as me
(Niggas bleed just like us)
Picture me being
to get you sprung like bail-bonds
Steadily callin' me Antwan
'Cause you thinkin' that you my lady, bitch, don't play me 'cause you're janky
I wanted
top and all that crap, now
Just tryin' to be appreciated
Nappy headed brothers never had no ladies
And I hit the barber shop real quick
Had 'em give
top and all that crap, now
Just tryin' to be appreciated
Nappy headed brothers never had no ladies
And I hit the barber shop real quick
Had 'em give
a girlie on my hands that's open
I don't want her callin' me constantly
Thinkin' 'coz I fucked her she got a bond with me
I don't want her misunderstandin'
a mean muthafuckin' wrist game
All my ladies, you ain't got a car
But you gotta mean muthafuckin' heel game
Click them heels
You know how we do it
c'mon
catch a body that nigga won’t even bond you
You surviving for him, while I’m making profit
I just made a deposit I know I’m poppin’
If it come out my
times, we connected like Wifi
(UH OH)
My shawty don't choose guys, she my lady no Gaga
(Facts Ma)
My fettuccine got blue lines, we addicted to pasta
will birth the skies blue
Disguise you
You will be my boy toy in your prime ooh
Purple Hues and Mahogany Highlights
She only wanna fuck when the times
the evening
Spend my days with you
If it's true that you really taken
That bonds broke
So when your men get the shit mistaken
Then let him know you might be his
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