No Pain

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Lil Bobo

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I put my thumb in her bum, I ain't even take her for lunch
And this bitch got to tell me stop or I might f*ck 'til the sun up
What up, what up
Let's go turn up with syrup
And whip the whip around the lot 'til it mo' fuckin' burn up
Bitch we speed to the re-up
Take that back home and we T-up
I never knew if I'd meet her
But I'll take her soul If I see her
I been way too alone
Way too inside of my dome
Way too sick, I need a telephone
The doctor don't know what go on
Hella bows, hella load
Hella diamonds and gold
Hella bitches on my phone, I had to tell them all to go home
Hella whoa, hella yeah
Boy if you know then you know
Yeah, I love my bro, I love the hoes
I love the money and shows
F*ck I want more
Free up the bro
Pick up the re-up and see how it go
Never done X I feel like it's for hoes
I'd rather get mellow and talk to the floor
I put my thumb in her bum, I ain't even take her for lunch
And this bitch got to tell me stop or I might f*ck 'til the sun up
Whip, whip, whip, whip, whip the
Bitch we speed to the re-up
Take that back home then we T-up
And I'll take her soul if I see her
I'm back at it, that's a hit
Never even gave a shit
I'll never go faster after this
Might slide right back to it after this
And all my niggas really know pain
Never made a quicker buck since cocaine
I don't think I'm ever gonna fuckin' change
And I don't think I'm ever gettin rid of pain
Oh god, I need a mo' fuckin' sign
I need a vibe who gon' f*ck and stay quiet
I know that bitch feelin' dumb when we fight
I knew her but when she left me she died, damn
Shoulda stayed by my side
Shoulda went and kept on feedin' lies
Damn, this ain't no surprise
I think I'm best friends with the sky
I keep starin'
I can't stop it
Promise I'm toxic, the diamonds on me nauseous
I'm rolling with emotions
God I feel the motion
Rolling, goin' up
Fuckin' with the

I put my thumb in her bum, I ain't even take her for lunch
And this bitch got to tell me stop or I might f*ck 'til the sun up
What up, what up
Let's go turn up with syrup
And whip the whip around the lot 'til it mo' fuckin' burn up
Bitch we speed to the re-up
Take that back home and we T-up
I never knew if I'd meet her
But I'll take her soul If I see her
I been way too alone
Way too inside of my dome
Way too sick, I need a telephone
The doctor don't know what go on
Hella bows, hella load
Hella diamonds and gold
Hella bitches on my phone, I had to tell them all to go home
Hella whoa, hella yeah
Boy if you know then you know
Yeah, I love my bro, I love the hoes
I love the money and shows

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