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But he still keep calling
Been that girl
That bitch that hottie
Its a cold world
So I keep heat by me
Stiff on em
Man a fuck a nigga cant stand me
just point it out to me
Said he, "She told us all when she was dying
To bury her beneath the apple tree"
In the shade of the old apple tree
Where
now we up in every mall
Bought her first Louis bag, she was so appalled
Not a scout but she love to watch a nigga ball
Bought her everything she had
a tragedy
Still alone in his room producing music about she, who is she?
No one knows even he, that is writing this
On a sheet of paper, on a beat about her
like a bee
He think he tough Muhammad Ali
G lock 19 send wings off the bee
I'm Cartier Carter wit cartier bling
I move wit steppers no lemon pepper
We
I don't be into that
Dog dog she showed me some ID bee word up
Niggaz got to jail for that
Lot a niggaz go to jail
See you not a regular
other's skins
Even though she's crying
He thinks about men
His friend guesses what I'm up to
A telephone call is made
A life is torn up by the roots
Tea is
you got these these fees
Love hurts yea he's stung by a bee
Swing low yes please
Fuck that bitch fuck that bitch with ease
Saw that ass had to squeeze
sleeping on me
(Eye Be The Bee That Sting Dripping The Best Honey)
Wake em' up They still sleeping on me
(She Be The Bee That Sting Dripping The Best Honey)
dad's pontoon
Buzz like a bug zapper hangin' from a tall pine
Could be the beer, maybe it's the boxed wine
Boat's tied up, floatin' by the cove
ain't got time for you now
Old enemies and friends tellin' me how they proud
Was ignorin' the DM now she readin' it out loud
If he wasn't feelin' me then
to the plug wit them sticks an them guns
Hearin them bullets wizz by ya head
I dont gotta spin back
I know he dead
That mufucker coughin like he blead out his
swear i can't keep these hoes off of me
She tryna kick it like we a damn soccer team
I fucked his bxtch now he want an apology
Ha Ha Ha Ha
I'll quit a job
I see a dreamer
Over there by the water
But I got no, but I got no
Kakorrhaphiophobia
I see a dreamer
And he's ripe for the slaughter
But I got
her hands so them hoes had to jump her
She was spraying at all of you bitches
My assassin he pull up in traffic turn the oops to ashes
Think he savage
Doing push-ups on my knuckles
I got my seat belt buckled
Playing all my mirrors, I'm easily spotting trouble My lil cousin he a banger
He got that
heart and mind, models callin' on my line
Commas ima find and llamas by my side
Things I had to afford
They can't light my blunt why the fuck would I hand
of em so that goes for you too
And by that I mean the haters who are still gon give me views
Thanks guys for supporting that’s lit
And to the haters in
as the Jolly Green Giant
After he's fallen in pollen next to a killer bee hive colony tryin' to sneak by it
So please don't follow me while I revive rap
I'ma
run they
Mouth like a broad
Or when rappers brag about jewelry with
No house and no car, look
Police lock us by the ankles
Pigs killin' us and niggas
the girl that I came to pick up
And if he kept talkin to her he'd be pressin his luck
He said, "I'm sorry Smooth Bee, I didn't recognize
Didn't recollect nor
to see that
Pull up with 2 bitches, just so she know its a wrap
She hate that I get so much love
And hate when this song play in clubs
She hope i fall off
and the crowd ready
Can anybody if I'm on a dream
Hot fine lady standing right next to me
Louis purse and she be on some high heels
Damn girl you look good with
dive
Galilee your seas are bluer than me
Swallow me, I wanna dive
Waiting F T W
She put her hands upon me
Like a painting by Millais
She comes
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