Lyrics:
by she said she seen me in the club
In the project x party where I ran into my plug
Think he tryna overdose he got three pills on his tongue
I just
I'm on you baby
I need you baby
I need to know
If you gon' be the girl I wife in the morning
Are you gon' leave my heart here broken 'n lonely
And if
said "Sweetie pumpkin? Do you wanna join the Columbia Record Club?"
I said "Whoa, hold on now, baby"
"I'm just not ready for that kind of a commitment"
Didn't lose my soul I gave it up by choice
Now you all can hear the devil in my voice
So seductive i make j cole's girl moist
Now getting girls at my shows
pain
And pleasure, in every single measure
You miss being kissed by this lyrical treasure
Enjoy it at your leisure, cause it's gonna please ya
Master
know who I got my eye on tonight though
Girl you're looking nice to me
Wouldn't even mind if you lied to me
As long as you gone ride, Bonnie Clyde with
People who are being taken advantage of
By you and your lies?
To all separated couples out there who are
Cordial and co parent nicely GOOD FOR
YOU i wish
You think you are the shit
Baby you aint even the slightest
Yall steady sleeping on me, melatonin or the itis
I drink remy and dusse I don't mix it
niggas praise Yukons and getting paid
Its goin' take a lot more than coupons to get us saved
Like it take a lot more than du-rags to get you waves
Annie?
Annie, are you okay?
So, Annie, are you okay? Are you okay, Annie?
You've been hit by you've been hit by
A Smooth Criminal
Do you remember, girl
(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
was my pass, go chirp, make me laugh. Who wanna compete? Think your rap's dumb sweet. Can funk me? You don't see my life so lovely. Oppose me? I knock
neck?
She's discovered wearing last night's dress
The carnal and cunning, she couldn't express
Who do you think she's trying to impress?
I think
Ren?
Mother fucker owes me a death star guess he’s too
Far away busy fucking jar jar binks so me thinks
Offended you are? A fuck I don’t give I’ve
Salami for sale
During a jubilee
To all the girls I loved
Resistance is futile
Hey, who just farted, was that you or me
Well, I am technically a rapper,
to the club
Don't bring your main squeeze to the club
You what I'm sayin'?
Unless your game is tight
'Cause if yo game ain't tight
And a ni99a walk in
to the club
Don't bring your main squeeze to the club
You what I'm sayin'?
Unless your game is tight
'Cause if yo game ain't tight
And a nigga walk in
call 'em TAZY
Girls who are not call 'em lazy
Girls wanna be, be with me-zee
If you call, call me the Mac Drazey
Think I’m hating, but really speak
on you baby i need you baby
I need to know
If you gon' be the girl I wife in the morning
Are you gon' leave my heart
Here broken 'n lonely
And if so I
with whom you lay
Get your money baby girl I pray that it’s every day
And I hope that it’s in a way where you can get out by May
Just want you do
the C-to-the-O, double-M-O-N
I sit and think with a drink
Do you want to be a emcee? Or do you want to serve
Do you want to be dope? Or do you want to deal
do tell
O well You don't have to yell Do whatever I feel
2 left feet please don't forget
Who can do it like me nobody Keith Sweat
Bet I can make
look good, do you hear my man?
And if you can't take that ya chump ya own hand
You one-girl-at-a-time getting M.C
So how could you think that you rank
look good, do you hear my man?
And if you can't take that ya chump ya own hand
You one-girl-at-a-time getting M.C
So how could you think that you rank
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