Lyrics:
Jordan 23, rollin' on hot 23's
Tote a big Glock-23
You're lookin' at the Seventeen Ward of New Orleans
My block livin' me
I want you to look hard
Jordan 23, rollin' on hot 23's
Tote a big Glock-23
You're lookin' at the Seventeen Ward of New Orleans
My block livin' me
I want you to look hard
I'll give it to whoever want it
If you want it come get me
You know where I'm at if you want it
'Cause I fear no evil
You said that your people have
rocked a vicious rhyme
Like I never did before
She said "damn fly guy I'm in love with you"
The Casanova legend must have been true
I said by the way baby
So, you comfortable
Want me to turn that ceiling fan off
Nah, it's cool
Nothing feels better than you on top of me
With your breast in my hand
Your
lady I'm facing?
Dark skin, you're not my mommy!"
He grabbed me up to run some smooth words by me
Promise me things that he would buy me
If I kept my
be rats in reverse no vermin
My team want mula like Germans
Fuck with my bro or sis it's curtains
We win dough that's certain
Don't show emotion
But I
Yo, yo
Yo, if you gonna hit niggas' girl
Just expect niggas to hit your girl
And that's it
112 help me say
If she got with you when
She
down
Bang bang bang
And it goes up
And it goes back and forth
Tell me babe do you really love what I'm doing here
Is it so sincere
To want
Remember she ain't want me like now you ain't even cute
Now she wanna fuck with me blow me like a flute
Look at that girl oh brown girl
Make my eyes twirl
gun sites trained on me
They don't like the education
Not the teacher for me
You see they issue not with ladies see they issue with self
So once that
that
I only want you more which means that
If I can't feel for me then I can't feel for you
And it only hurts because I wanna love you
But I can't and I
Good God, I don't care
I got Bacon Skin
Bacon Skin on my plate, good God
I want to love ya
Cloreen, why you want to make me wait?
I want to get
Brown skin
You know I love your brown skin
Brown skin
You know I love your brown skin
Everything you do turns me on
Turns me on
That's why I'm
supported you like a weight bench
Without me you're defenseless you better face it
You ain't show me love when you was at your apex
Getting paychecks up
read yours
I think she says that she wants to pour your
Your, yourself all over me
What you think? I could be wrong, but pupils don't lie
And if they
that, me? I make mills off that
How the fuck can't y'all see I ride, when I drive, down the block and
You look outside, H-A-T-E in your eyes, I enter
sure that you have a good time
And usually I do not do this But If got money you get what you like
Brown-skin baddie she so fine
I just love when look in
weakness
And I'm feelin cock strong
Like He-Man, so who do I be man?
You callin me sick
But you're the one that's tongue kissin your girl
After she sucked my
50-something
But he acts 20-something reminds me
Of an old Mafia guy
Then there's Coach! The guy that
Likes guys you know
It had to be one of those but
He can
It's like the last days of Sodom and Gomorrah outside (Lord)
Tell me if you know someone that needs (Jesus, Lord)
Now we've been through a lot
she want me around
I just had surgery a week ago that's why I'm speaking low
Fuck a pain killer bitch I'm off them eat-ables
I'ma get three in a row I
Uh
Baby come lay down with me
Red or White wine
Or do you like brown
You're a queen girl, that's why I brought this crown with me
Spend a lil time
skin, pretty brown eyes I'm attracted, I don't know why
Melanated pigment, a pretty ass smile
I'm intrigued, I want it right now
I love everything black
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