Lyrics:
that behind
Lift the arms
Exhale just a couple times
Soda lemon lime
Mixing liquor in the night
Casually just riding and I need you by my side, yeah
Mix
Thats I've been trying to forget
My old girl yeah
cnd move on to the next
When I met you in the club
Swear I thought that you was it
I still do baby
on pouring drinks till your belly bugging out
We just wanna vibe, we just wanna move
We just wanna grind, pour me a juice
You know its all love when we do what
me)
What, I can tell how you jack, and you juke, you could be
From the Chi, by the way you (w-work the bitch)
Uh, and a pimp like me just wanna work
burring the match
Lighting up the gat
Making shit mix and match with a batch by getting my brick house semi detached
Much like Michael in contrast, I'm
what?
Skirr donuts i`m (soooo serious)
(Mack 10)
I don`t talk about it
I be about it
I drive by
& bust heat about it
In the front page you
can't mix up your style
I can't bear your creepy plots
You gеt a cold and then turn
Into a hormonal Sweeney Todd
You fill your novels with your
Smut
Let’s go, uh huh it’s ya boy Skorch Flamez philly favorite hot boy (let’s go Skorch) , I’m bout to wreck your party shout out Lbanga Philly Club
move right through
Me on my way to you
Not paralyzed
But, I seem to be struck by you
I wanna make you move
Because you're standing still
If your
the way you feel girl
We in the club all eyes on you girl
You know I like the way you move girl
You know I'm vibin with your groove girl
You know I feel
through it
Baby what's the move want to see the way you move it
Yeah yeah see the way you move it
I been cruising she the one who blew it
Yeah yeah see
the carpet
A healthy pretty baby found
Cryin' in the garbage
Walk your dog, she pees on the sidewalk
No movies no clubs
'cause you're bound to get caught
In
(say what?)
Who you think she fuckin' with? (What?) Look here
My, Eastside lifestyle is way foul, move the crowd
Point a pistol at you bitch niggas,
(say what?)
Who you think she fuckin' with? (What?) Look here
My, Eastside lifestyle is way foul, move the crowd
Point a pistol at you bitch niggas,
the courage
And approach u baby
I'm saying What's up
What's up
Just gimme ur number
We hook on whatsapp
WhatsApp!
The way that she whine
She move that body
at the club
Girl you benefit cause you different, and you say you looking for love
Act all innocent with your friends and shit, but went missing after the club
in the club tryin to duck us (WHAT?)
And if you walk by nigga, I'ma knock fire nigga
from yo' ass, you can come try nigga (HEY!)
In the hood, all
you
But dogs I hover
So pristine subsisting of Sistine and last suppers
Touched by the divine the rhymes intelligent design
Its Natural Selection I'm
fatuated with the way
u lick your lips and the way u move your hips when
you make that ass dip don't you stop girl this is our
world just the to of us feels
move right through
Me on my way to you
Not paralyzed
But, I seem to be struck by you
I wanna make you move
Because you're standing still
If your
(Baby, you know, you know, you know I need your love)
You cannot find no one better than this
Try to do right by you, but we can't mix, I tried
I'm like a Bat Out of Hell, being pulled by Black Stallions.
Waiting for Metallica to make another Black Album.
Created a stone age cage, I'm fenced
Montana’s
Fuckin’ up the climate by the way i do that rhyming
Like global warming i keep that heater
Year round boy dont try me
Passin’ plays for days like
Hip hop, a way of life
Chosen by the ghetto youth out of necessity
It involves graffiti, deejaying, breakdancing and emceeing
Which all rely
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