Search results for 'Ain, France'

Fly you out to France ain't nothin' (nothin')
Buy you a lil' ass, it ain't nothin'
All that lil' shit, it ain't nothin', nothin'

You been dealin'

can come with your dargs
You know I got guys from London to France
You ain't gonna last
You ain't bad you're making laugh
You can come with your dargs

right from France
I ain’t even try takin ya bitch, but she gave me a hint so I know I can
Could’ve linked in the spot, but he ain’t give it up, cause he

free to the party
Bands on top of bands this ain't rubber bands this ain't rock and roll
When we flying out to France it ain't for romance we fuck on sum

they twins
Imma roll a backwood on the jet fly to france
I ain't wanna fuck the hoe cause she didn't wanna dance
Shawty boring if she ain't shaking ass

timanttii
Meno niin v.i.p
Life pelkkää siirappii
Pinoon tätä stäkkii ain suurempaa
Spinnaan Stadin yössä ku Tour de France
Joka vitun aamu ain uudestaan
Kun

Real talk
Nigga I got all the bands
Real talk
Nigga my diamonds be dance
Bitch speak French I ain't find her in France
Hop on the plane in Miami we

But this ain’t France
Girl I be jiggin
I don’t even dance
True my religion
I’m rocking them pants
Pull up wit the fans and say
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Bet

I ain't knew this be the plan
Was just another nigga that was living off of grand
Now ima make a grand and take a trip to Paris France
But I ain

just only me
But usually
It’s only fans
Her nickname is Bella
But Mona mi is not from France
Mean she ain’t grow up with no Belief
In niegh romance
Come

I got him talking like, ooh la la
But he ain't ever been to France
I made your nigga wanna fall in love
And all it took him was a glance
I got your

Ay, ay
Last time I gave that boy a chance
He done let me down so I shot that shit in advance
I been making rounds, graduated, headed France
Baby

jacket came from France these ain't no hand me downs, yeah
Baby I am superior it runs right through my bloodstream
All these hoes inferior they ain't got

all fuck friends
See y’all french kiss
But y’all ain’t from France
That’s that Big boy Benz
Big boy Benz
Big boy Benz
Big boy Benz
You and your friends

been to France
Ain't really got no friends
You wanna book me for a show then pay me in advance
Big gas in the blunt no Reginald
Walk down on a nigga he

Young and talented, this right here my fuckin' chance
She keep sayin' "We we", bitch we ain't from fuckin' France
Huh
Ain't mean to call her no bitch
I

Foreign

Trey Songz

Trigga [Clean]

2014

shit, excuse my French but I got a bad bitch
And she ain't from France but she french kiss dick
And she ain't got plans cause they get dismissed
(Uh

Foreign

Trey Songz

Trigga

2014

shit, excuse my French but I got a bad bitch
And she ain't from France but she french kiss dick
And she ain't got plans cause they get dismissed
(Uh

to heaven closest thing this Mac 11
Yeah
Pray to continue stepping
It been years now since I then talked to a reverend
No I ain’t never seen France
But I then

She thought I would be at a dance
I didn't show and plus you never gave me a chance (We)
This ain't Tour de France
I play all my demons with cards

of the payment
I rather be lonely and worried about where I placing
Everyone says France but Greenland ain't go no snakin
Maybe like Japan sword fighting with

flying
Oh you're out of my sight but it's the love that I'm missing
No I ain't been to France, but use my tongue when I'm kissing
And I don't have a type,

hands
I still could buss dance
With my empty hands
I still could give thanks
And you could tie my hands
I still could buss dance
I ain't never been France

is your Bugatti? I wonder who's in France (Uh)
I ain't touch your silly toes, they smell like ew and I'm like damn
and I'm like damn, and I'm like