Lyrics:
Looking too much in the rear view
Of her past to be driving that fast
Thought she was a Acura
More like a accident
Her relationship trauma
Snook up on her
well
I met this girl, thick as hell
Only sixteen, said her name was Linell
I took her to my house, I could not wait
Her shit was much tighter than
Woo
The raw truth, I got too much juice
I'm so blessed busting at the seems loose
Get your shades up, girl my shines on
Ain't none of them haters in
it's the result of too much free time,
On dusty fingers, and it'll be a wonderful ride
A million bleeding hearts composing prose in blood
To live and die
time fa da boxin cause ion like to touch em
But if you run up on me den i guess i have to bust ya
It's too much money out here to be worried bout
insuring they car
Attracting your star, cause nigga my piece attracting your car
We got too much green, and that's real by far
[Chorus: Repeat 2X]
much cranberry
In my cup, girl dai too much
We drinking straight unuh
Madness in de place unuh
Gyal dem wining waist unuh
Bottles by de case unuh
Drink
moving slowly, She's taking off her Clothing
I know that I smoke too much but now I'm busy zoning
Yeah yeah
Pull up with your bitch and I'm making the guap
the pot of gold…
Verse Two:
You ain't gotta ask I'm Mr. Always fuckin busy,
too much on my mental, put myself on the road, credit cards for incidentals.
don't go around breaking young girls' hearts
he came and stood right by me then the smell of
her sweet perfume this happened much too soon
she called me
around breaking young girls' hearts
She came and stood right by me then the smell of
her sweet perfume this happened much too soon
She called me in her
the instrumental
There's something bout you that's special, just imagine our potential
Were too perfect for each other i know it's not coincidental
In the back of my
I've made mistakes, so detrimental
But who I became it won't accidental
So much to say on these instrumentals
Never feel shame, don't be sentimental
ain't nothing but tutti fruity
Get on the floor if ya got that booty
Shake what ya momma gave ya, shake what ya momma gave ya
Dance, too much booty in
wasn't thinking about fucking
Bumping Late Night Hype by Compton's Most Wanted
Them Tracks was so crisp
Bo$$ and Spice 1 and King Tee At Your Own Risk
well
I met this girl, thick as hell
Only sixteen, said her name was Linell
I took her to my house, I could not wait
Her shit was much tighter than
well
I met this girl, thick as hell
Only sixteen, said her name was Linell
I took her to my house, I could not wait
Her shit was much tighter than
me darg
Man are like "Fam you're too
Much for me darg"
North London niggas got love for me darg
I get love in the east and the west
And the south side
Girl, it´s been a long time that we´ve been apart
Much too long for a man who needs love
I miss you since I´ve been away
Babe, it wasn´t easy
[Chorus: Treach]
So fuck the shivers, the Chain Gang delivers
KABOOM!! The whole room the platune don't give a nigga what?
Your whole style got too much
by my fragrance
Swerve through East on my dirtbike told your girl jump on like I don't bite
She sipped on henny but I sip sprite, can't let fed pull
a contradiction
Wasn't good at much but this is where my dominance is
You got it like that (do you)
We kill everything for the right price tag
Sit tight stay
got things on my mind I can't explain
A lot I can't speak on cause it done brought too much of pain
Can't get swallowed by the system I know it's
the girls who's in love with theyself
This is for all the girls that done did it by theyself
This is for all the girls that's I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T
This is
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