Lyrics:
forever, aye (What’s your onlyfans?)
E-Girls Forever my nigga
Yo, yo!
E-Girl Forever my nigga
Yo, yo!
Suicide ain’t her first time,
She was selling pussy in
and Dainy, we been together ever since
Our love combines to form a science, what is this
I bust her cherry, took her virginity in '91
Now that she's open
sound which is the champion sound
Believe, believe
O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy
Your chick, she so thirsty
I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo
While the dope man's dealin', what is healing your pain?
Cocaine, this shit's insane
Yo, E, she's a berry, let's run a train
"Man, I wouldn't touch
And a punani cannibal
Can nobody calm me
The killa Dahni is a Zombie and Ho
Ladies on the dance floor
Let yo homey make you touch your toes
Skip them foes
it's real
AIDS kills, word up respect this, yo
Coming from the Wu, it's real
Verse Four: Master Killer, Inspector Deck
Caught by
and I do not know where to find her soul so alo-
ne.]
Oh, does she hold the power, is she a blessing from the skies?
Is this the answer to where
smoke by the 8th and I smoke by the pound
Mike Charming, just give me my crown
She told me she love me but she get around
Popping uppers, you know it's
rent, she’s been buying me drinks
With her girlfriend allowance plotting these vacations and trips
I keep a queen on my arm while you been slayed by some
, I drive a bucket
And won't think nuttin' of it
She can ride or walk, either leave it or love it
I show her that I'm not the O, the N-E, say
I'm
tell a girl in a minute yo, I drive a bucket
And won't think nuttin' of it
She can ride or walk, either leave it or love it
I show her that I'm not
town
Strictly biz, she don't play around
Cover much grounds, got game by the pound
Getting paid is her forte
Each and every day, true player way
I
town
Strictly biz, she don't play around
Cover much grounds, got game by the pound
Getting paid is her forte
Each and every day, true player way
I
believin', my zing and my trees in
And soon I'll be leavin', with yo' chick
[Chorus]
She call me Mr. Extra Sexual, Scorpio ma is legible
Squad
From the top, we have the great Luda, Jeezy and Wayne
T.I., Rick Ross, Rich Boy, Snoop and The Game
And for my ladies, we have, Ne-Yo with Usher
While the dope man's dealin', what is healing your pain?
Cocaine, this shit's insane
Yo, E, she's a berry, let's run a train
"Man, I wouldn't touch
And you betta put a low jack on yo ho mane
I just call her boo
I don't know her whole name
Keep it on the low mane
All we eat is lo mien
Came from
where she wants me
She's got me right where she wants me
She's got me
She's got me
Her spell spun hell and disarmed me
Yo this bitch was drop dead
Bad day with my bitch
Negativity on my phone is ridiculous
Limo shine up on the real Tech N9ne
They talkin' 'bout I'm the sickness
Comin' at that
and bring alll yo friends
Like Khaled I win KO the End
She just wants bags that are made by Celine
She's chasing bags even when she's asleep
Flyin in private
(By)
(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)
Yeah, bitch, I said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead
I let all that get
Okay... you said 24 right?
Imma tell you keep it here
I go by the name of Shadow
Yo, yo flow miss me, buy vodka, get pissy
Roll with tech n9ne, bear arms
know she leaving
By a next man buh she say she putting weave in
And her ex man steady trying give her semen
Das heart attack buss chest geh yo grieving
starvin'
Okay, alright darlin'
Yo Stick, what's up with this bitch?
I'm startin' to like this chick
Yo, she a bad bitch
Yeah, plus her dad is rich
Yo fuck
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