Lyrics:
might do
Before her doin' days are through
But right now she can't even crawl
[Chorus:]
Georgia Rae, okay, Georgia Rae
Georgia Rae, what'd I say,
A girl wants a man with a gangsta plan (62 bottles, bring 'em over here man)
Well all my nigga's just with that honey
Pretty girls, pretty girls (Stop
rae, me, but we don't sing, motherfuckers
So Murder Inc, do your thing, motherfuckers
You unleashed on a team
Who expects nothin' less than R&B coming
I'm going to love you so much better
You'll forget the error of my ways
I'm sending you the good I wished I'd given you
Oh how I miss you Rae
Some
the clout no press
Shit I'm living like a beast
Fly young nigga from the east
Fam living good on shme
But I'll rep for the west
Rae Sremmurd no flex
Like Nip
all around him, thinking he shit honey
Bow, I'm into bobsleds, wasting large bread
Gucci helmet is blue, trim in his dark red
The rap TJ Swan, it's
Tattoo's in pain
Price is the same
Talking 'bout money
Not for the fame
I want different honeys
A whole different range
Colorful babe
With a Rae in
("shit")
Oh, ("shit")
It's for my honeys with money that own ("shit")
My blowed niggas, get money and grow ("shit")
Oh
I ain't got no fur coat, but I
Ooh, I'm gonna love her
Till the day that I die
Singin' baby
Singin' baby
Jenny Rae left me late last fall
Didn't say much she just left that's
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
In your city, Rock N Rolling
Get the honeys, Mind Controlling
Say you made it
Divine got me, nigga, the boss, he pop me
Rae, we gotta generate, lord, I feel the Ditech, the mildew
Buy jets and vehicles, steal a little
Wrap up
Cute mami, this Thamesmead honey
Writing bars at 10 acknowledging all of this glory
I've got this gift of speech, so therefore imma preach
one of his eyes
Can't come back home, they locked out
All he did was re-up, hustle for kick money
Kept Beez all around him
Thinking he shit honey
Bow,
one to Rae', let's season they broth
Lightning rod fever heaters, knock-kneeder Sheeba for hiva
Diva got rocked from the receiver bleeder
Portfolio,
one to Rae', let's season they broth
Lightning rod fever heaters, knock-kneeder Sheeba for hiva
Diva got rocked from the receiver bleeder
Portfolio,
when I chillin' I'm just lost no more feeling
I need my honey in my life get that film it
Take the time Rae Just and Ye shine
My runaway love give me
nothing come between you, God, and her purpose
(Rae)
God bless them girls with some roots
Raised in a small town
Make them boys shake in their boots,
all baloney just like rocking an old pony
So when I chillin I’m just lost no more feeling
I need my honey in my life get that film it
Take the time Rae
make it
Hits without a trace
Never seen the bricks, see Rae and Ghostface
Congratulations Chef, let's celebrate and sip an eighth
The rap scar is
What The Heart Wants
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V1:
I might regret
do the Issa Rae?
You looking like a movie scene, cuffs in my Nudie jeans
You know a nigga paranoid, show me that you root for me
Tell me what you need
anyway
Got you ballin' like Michael J
Body thick like Lisa Rae
Baby girl, I just wanna taste
So lay a nigga, I'ma upgrade
Fuck around and have you up late
to find solutions
I'm the one to blame Say I'm acting different, I say I'm the same
But you hear the music, I say what I say And I do what I do
He honey
Born a lion
Roarin in the jungle
Callin plays just like we in a huddle
Love the honeys
But don't fuck with bumble
Always drippin
Better watch
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