Lyrics:
more what I want ima take it
I don't give out my heart cause I know y'all gone break it
Yea I'm starving, hungry my belly aching
Y'all still be sleep but
Y'all got hoe tendancies , yall niggas let these hoes drive ya lil boat i aint goin
I don't want your women
Boy, you can have her, I just hit her phone
after plannin' a getaway
An now he want to play what he want to play
An got say on what is bumpin' of course he's gettin' somethin'
Never know what's
never figure out
Eve ate the apple 'cause the apple was sweet
What kinda God would ever keep a girl from getting what she needs
And I'm getting ready
trill-ass niggas in this motherfucker
Yeah, nigga, y'all know the motherfucking score, y'all non-snorters
Non-smokers, non-sippers, get the fuck up out
trill-ass niggas in this motherfucker
Yeah, nigga, y'all know the motherfucking score, y'all non-snorters
Non-smokers, non-sippers, get the fuck up out
right
Cuz what's for me is gon always be yall always be behind
Niggas way too busy biting me they all got broken teeth
I be way too focused on this green
understand what it means to be black?
I have my man the Notorious B.I.G in the back
I go by the name of the Puff Daddy
But check this shit out
Four, five
do it
But I fuck with you want you be comfortable cause we exclusive
Is you coming through?
What time you coming through I wanna do it
Got the camera
handlin that business
My little homeboy Jonathan, he got that business
Hey yo, Eiht, what's up on that?
[ Eiht ]
Geah
I want y'all to know
My man
soaked by the rain
And stuck in the clouds
But no matter how hard like get
I will be down you a clown
I do what I do ain't worried about
You
I know that
playin' my part, wif-ey, in ya life see
Forever be us, passenger side of a Bentley
Or the number 2 bus, tell the whole world, papi
Eve don't want nobody
days because
You're my seashell by the seashore
Want some, yeah I want some more
Yeah I want some more
Yeah I want some more
You're my seashell by
Yes yes y'all
The best y'all, yes yes y'all
Huh, huh, huh, huh, yes y'all
If I ruled the world, was king on the throne
I'd make peace in every
I'm doin my part, Wife-y, In your life see,
Forever be us, passenger side of a Bentley,
Or the number 2 bus, tell the whole world, papi
Eve don't want
Chit chat, this that, is what you niggas do
Y’all be acting like some bitches
Ya’ll just say, and never do
Couple niggas used to rock with, but they had
a dentist by the way I spit it
Fame is in my own reach I can almost taste it
I've been eager for this work
I know that y'all be waiting
I put my soul into
dont really want the static (talk to me!)
These n***** up tight it's like they moving in some spandex
But what you really expect from bunch of p******
Nigga, we doing this shit from Cleveland to LA
Nigga whatever you niggas want, we bringin' it!
Thug Luv, nigga. What time is it?
Yo, I don't give
Nigga, we doing this shit from Cleveland to LA
Nigga whatever you niggas want, we bringin' it!
Thug Luv, nigga. What time is it?
Yo, I don't give
Nigga, we doing this shit from Cleveland to LA
Nigga whatever you niggas want, we bringin' it!
Thug Luv, nigga. What time is it?
Yo, I don't give
a voice from the
Sky like "is this what you want?"
Roll the window
Down so I can feel a breeze
Let the Moon shine
On me as I'm hitting trees
The bouncer
can't breathe, no, not at all
Memories of me and you
I won't forget or ever leave
Because that night, of New Year's Eve
Y'all won't get it, yeah I know
of the standards
Man I’m just
Keeping it candid (uh)
Shoot em like cannons
Hanna Montana not standing (uh)
Hop in a phantom
Not a co-sign
No Tangent uh
Y’all
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