Lyrics:
Ladies night sounds alright with me
Stop frontin
You know girls do it better
No cap
Outside
Me and my girls yeah we steppin
On the block by 5 o'clock
so we good in them VIPs, nigga
Plenty more for you, boy
We in the funky four door, no floor
He was serving that raw, oh boy
She was making that
Until yo whole crew gone
Hang a nigga by his shoe lace
Leave his mother fucking shoes on
I been feeling good
Wilding with my apes
Rolling banana woods
I
champagne glasses
I'm living in a man's world
Sprinkled with a little bit of fan girls
Pick one, slang a bit of chit chat
Let me see where this
holding my hand
And when I look in the mirror
I see a brand new girl, oh me
Just because of you, boy
Just because of you whoa, oh, oh
Just because
on
They turn me on
Shark guy from Nigeria
Green white green on my arm patch
Shocked boy from the jungle
Bad bad things today turned me on
Good girls know
your girl Margaret
Then imma hit charlotte
And imma fuck em on the carpet
Giby playing on the speaker
You are getting weaker
She knows that I seek
Little mama so hood - I fucked your girl
Little mama so fly - I fucked your girl
Man, the pussy was good - I fucked your girl
Man, I ain't gon' lie -
Yo, hey, huh, yeah, hey
I'm in the trap house, watchin' the office
You ain't no expert, boy, you a novice
Smokin' on gas, but your boy still solid
Brian ... the babe they called Brian
Grew ... grew grew and grew, grew up to be
A boy called Brian
A boy called Brian
He had arms and legs and hands
Look ma we go together like throwbacks
And airforce one's i'm a gangsta
That's why i gotta carry 4 guns
Used to be a good girl
Now you my ride-or-die
fifty-eleven girls
Posted in the back, diamond fangs in my grill
Brooklyn brim with my eyes sittin' low
Every boy in here with me got that smoke
And every
fifty-eleven girls
Posted in the back, diamond fangs in my grill
Brooklyn brim with my eyes sittin' low
Every boy in here with me got that smoke
And every
I'm a bad bad boy
Fucking with them bad bad girls
I'm a bad bad boy
Fucking with them bad bad girls
Relationhships a test
I don't want to cheat
When
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
I'm back and I'm ringin'
heart by storm
I don't know why
Baby girl, baby girl
I love you, baby
A just da naughty naughty love
I'm still in love with you, boy
Well I'm a hustler
ain't lack boy
Mommy se don't relax boy
Naa niqqa I'm a dark boy I ain't lack boy
Mommy se don't relax boy
Ose ode akoma 33kasa
Not talking to me by
generation, I came to lock it down
I'm a little boy, but I live a big man's life
Got girls passin' notes, wanna to be my wife
Got grown women, wantin' to be
that go ra-ta-ta (uh)
Ra-ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta-ta-ta (uh)
Sex me so good I say blah-blah-blah (woo)
Work it!
I need a glass of wat-ah
Boy, oh boy
whine up your (uh)
Girl you know it feel good good
When you whine up your (uh)
I like the look of you, can tell by your waist that your beautiful
Don’t I look good
(Don’t I)
(Don’t I look fly)
Looked at myself in the mirror
Said, “Don’t I look fine”?
Gotta keep working
Day and night
Gotta stay
gorgeous
I got art ho's on my line, I got skater girls just
Blue faces by the ceiling, everyday it's raining racks
Wake up in the morning, everyday I'm
on Charlotte ear
This is real as real gets
This is where you lose bets
Championship turnstile
Just an everyday lifestyle
Little more that meets the eye
Baby girl
Let me sip some water
I'm a little parched in here
Ahh
Well alright
You good
I'm good
No way
No way
Alright let's go
High tops
White socks
All stars
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