Lyrics:
slidin through the Ruckers, with Prada on the Chuckers
So the spring break hoes, home from college wanna fuck us
I ain't here to drop knowledge on you
slidin through the Ruckers, with Prada on the Chuckers
So the spring break hoes, home from college wanna fuck us
I ain't here to drop knowledge on you
her time
She is my fall, my winter, my spring, my summer
she’s my four seasons
she’s like no other
Through every wind
her love never breaks up, never
Oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh
We make love
Me and you
We break up
That's just what we do
You call me Gio but I miss Cat
Your water running I can fix that
It's
even for a little head
I'm a player, not a cake-a-ho
Always gotta break ho, down to the fucking floor
You step up, I'll let you know
It's MOB, BME
P
on shorty never break less it's for the cake
5 Star party by the lake
Swerve my whip I'm on the way
Break down bands Luke cage, yeah
Running to the money
father on demand, not a game
That flamethrower smooth
Take a Jedi’s bitch up on
A cruise like I’m Supes
They ain’t got these moves
Why they do my boy dirty
took spring break and she broke it
You can't take it, just face it, your girl is basic
She's so basic, that girl is basic
I can't take it, let's just
I'm never gonna break bread
Not even for a little head
I'm a player, not a cake-a-ho
Always gotta break a ho, down to the fucking floor
You step up
doesn't mean that I'm cheffing up guys
I go on a glide tryna save a soul
Gospel is veiled to those who are Perishing
Now I need my spiritual medicine
Break
set it like no other? You bet he can
Call your bookie, taking rookies and veterans
Ursa Major, eating up Teddy Grahams
I see you 'bout to lose your
hot
We doin' this the back in the day
Then I came and then I took a little break
Now I'm comin' to say, big AK up in the club
Hmm, do I got enough shit
Some don't understand, niggas I hog about my scrillions
Pill young knuckle heads, stoppin by my building
Built in the game, foundated since '74
Its
[Tonic]
Break yourself and don't try ta
Front on your man T O N I the C, don't even try to lie to me
If it's real then you know how it's gotta be
my soulmate
Happiness
You're the person
Who I can see in the dark
And in the light
And I love you
We can't break up
Come back
We're always scared
Spring break, break springs of the mattress
Act up fall in love with an actress
Mask up mask up fuck theatrics
Money cash somersault do a backflip
Hittin'
Tears runnin' down by her nostril
Lab tests, court appearances, I was all involved, so
I didn't break the generational curse, felt like Judas the Apostle
theology of time as your days blow by
It'll be like Yoda with Luke in the Dagobah
The truth is coming like Butcher, nigga, that's word to Jigga
I pray you
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
posted on the block
Dade county ass nigga sweaty weed up in my socks
I Don't know too many niggas I don't know no fucking cops
Do it all by my lonely
Until Monday
Becomes Someday
That's plenty time for your tune up
I got new tools for the runway
I got old schools for yo new soul
New paint looks luke
or Bruce lee, Luke cage of the loose sleeve
It's a new day
Cause the old me
Met the new me and said do we. Then do I
From North Philly to Dubai
Sorta old but
really great
Hope you listened in class; no more time for breaks
I graduated from punchline academy
I graduated from punchline academy
I graduated from
in
And I won’t hide my pain
Or these paths I take
All these doubts I have
Nor my mistakes
All this love could not
Help but break
A heart made small
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