Lyrics:
hoping it will take the pain away
Higher, I just wanna, feel higher
We can jam like mya
I just wanna, feel higher, wanna feel
I'm in the rain, know I'm
you spit they
Bring organs center stage
If y'all wanna understand a human body
All you gotta do is breakdown DNA
Wait, now let's go these bars
So y
music on the shelf
For at least a high 16, me and my car and my cabinet
And everybody on my team stackin green
Now that's a good look for us! Gotta know
feeling myself
B.major the baddest
I look so good
Let em say what they want to
I'm doing everything I want to
Why you rapping, cause I want to
Choose one,
Monica and Mya
Missy's freaky and Brandy's shy, uh
Now take a look at how my lifestyle changed up
I'm on now, God damnit, I done came up (what?)
Now
Certified by the block
Gold 54 riding all chrome, big block
And the paint so wet I'm in need of a mop
Black and yellow Chevy and it's
Looking like a bumblebee
She said, she said, you ain't no good, no good
But you feel so good, she said, she said, what if I could?
But I gotta leave you alone, ah
She said I
it all in a song
Her smile alone can cripple me with a single look
She bad she bad bad bad like that T Pain hook
They way she move so smooth with such
won't laugh at your looks
Your voice or your face
And by any number of bets in the book
Will be rollin' long after the bubblegum craze
You need
we in the bed she be doing her dance
She do it so good it might put me in a trance
Only got one night then I'm back on a flight
you ain't even gotta
Lawd!
Why you look so good
Why you loook so good
How bout a face to face convo
I gotta see you naked, Pronto
Been too long, tell me where'd the time go
capo zoe
Gotta let em know
That we in the kitchen making bread
So you know that we gotta get the dough
Uh look at what I'm cookin up
Look at what I'm,
can't echo
Body-check with a brand new fade
With a brand new bay
Man I gotta fade
Now I'm so sorry
About to say
But I just gotta say
I broke the brand-new
Mom and dad look at y'all baby
Not living exactly the way y'all raised me
Shit I just make the most of the knowledge that y'all had gave me
And give
decided)
I'mma leave you something so that you can remeber me
Gon' be so sick of me
You'll be M.Y.A.s Feen
We gon' change
(So I) Switch up my game
(And I)
that I goin move oouu
Movin this work by the two's
Oouu oouu ahh ahh
I just gotta say
I just gotta say
Babygirl you lookin so good
Ahh I gotta go off...
start over again
So me go so
Baby you look fine, I want you to be mine
Baby you look fine, I want you, you gotta be mine
Baby you look fine, I
trouble on my mind refuse to lose
With new levels gonna come new devils unh
Trouble come in all sizes and colors
Through enemies friends so I gotta stay
I got commas
Fucking your bitch, fucking your bitch
She call me Papa
Look at her dance, look at that ass
She going Gaga
Thought she was good, why she
million
I gotta make a killing, niggas talking' shit but they really be stealing
I don't buy y'all niggas, wonder why nobody try to sign y'all niggas
"whatcha doin'?"
He says "I'm just walkin' on down by the pierside."
He says "what's up?"
He says "I gotta gig for ya"
He says "ya gotta gig for me?"
And that's why I'll be gettin' paper 'til the day that I die
So like Monica Lewinsky, keep your head up high, 'cause
Oh I gotta have it
Ooo I gotta grab
beautiful when she's by my side
You know I've never lied just look in my eyes
Girl, you you look so good
You look so good
You look so good
And you make me fly
at Neiman (Neiman)
Uh, look at the way that I been ballin' every season (season)
Uh, gotta chase the money, watch the whole team win
Look at me, bitch,
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