Lyrics:
your shirt
You know how I flirt
Heels and skirt
Let's take it off
Now lets work (lets work)
Gotta love ma little nasty girl
U know I love ma
your shirt
You know how I flirt
Heels and skirt
Let's take it off
Now lets work (lets work)
Gotta love ma little nasty girl
U know I love ma
day off (next day off)
(On your next day off)
I can show you what I'm all about
You're looking really cute with my T-shirt on (with my T-shirt on)
Pull your skirt down… aw, take your shirt off
Anything she can do, you can do better
I don't see nobody here who's better than you
Girl, I love to see
just took my shirt shirt off.
Its been a long week but it's finna be okay 'cause
I'm catching the 420 to Garcia Vegas.
Garcia y Vegas! It's gon be
and pull them out your bra
[Chorus]
Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!)
That shirt came off and showed a
Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!),
(gimme dat)
Gimme dat (gimme dat)
Gimme that power to walk away
When another God wants to take Your place
As much of you as I can take
Gimme dat,
ass and
Keep your goddamn eyeballs off me
Me quieren ver muerto, lo sé
El mundo avanza bajo mis pies
Me quieren en el dique seco, ¿y cómo va ser?
(¿Qué
on your rack
Like what, what, slatt, woo woo
New Moncler, baby take my jacket
Yeah straight from the bottom of the slaves and the wolves
I done came
your arm
They ain't want me to blow, they try take off my bomb
He let off two shots and got hit with a drum
Child support, lot of these niggas my sons
on your bitch make her squirt
She like the pain know it hurt ooo
I Got this shit out the dirt
Never exposing my hurt shit never exposing my hurt
I smoke
words, but I heard what was meant. It was clear she was sent, by the one who was omni present, She said
Brother don't take lives for granted or at least
laid down on
My side of the car
Your shirt came off then you cried real hard
About how you left tittie was big
And your right one was small
I said I
and Judy
Maximum big surprise your smile is something new
I pull my shirt off and pray,
We're sacred and bound to suffer the heatwave
Pull my shirt
off your England shirt?
Ah bollocks, they lost.
infested with devils and snakes
I see the hate in your eyes when I walk by
Taught by your people, to hate black people
Take the sheep 'til they're severed
layed there so calmly as i quickly got dressed
And where your armarni cardi and shirt you had neatly pressed
I wanted to say bye but i didnt want to wake
(Here we go)
Huh, piss me off, I piss back
S-sixty-nine, that's a 9 tucked right by my six pack
I'm with my slime, treat a toe tag like I treat
just want you by my side
Imma show you that ill fight
Going to ease your pain and make you feel fine
Make you feel that you're not alone
There's no point
to accomplishment will
Take all of your pains and sorrows away
Don't feel sorry for yourself for
Being a true American don't
Feel sorry for yourself for actually
through
God you took my pain and made me new
No i cannot do this without you
lord I am your son so grant me a favor and take away the his pain
Can you take
I been tryna make it work
Take the pain and make it work
I been tryna make it work
Take my pants my shoes my shirt
Somehow still I make it work
I'm
had beef with you
And it paid off 'cause we livin' like the Greeks and Jews
Used to leave your stove runnin', stove runnin'
Now it's Louis rags when
tears off your seaters
You homie face on a Gildan tell me that shit ain't it fucked
The one night you left your shit trapped up in the tuck
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