Lyrics:
you lemme hold you tight girl
Sex in the pool
Baby let's go to the room
So we can fuck in the room
Omo I dey feel your body
Me I want to rock your body
social justice or
Being really into Trump
Well, fuck me, I'm all by myself
It's not my fault
I'm like Peter Pan but racist, I'm based
Fly through your
you know what that odor be (yea)
Cooking up
Man I might up the composer fee (composer fee)
When I Needed You pt. II
Matter of fact, I'm done with
and revolvers and George's and Benjamin's
A celebration of the loss of your innocence
To you old self you've lost any resemblance
They say the city make a dark
got me oh
And I got you oh oh oh
So baby what we finna do tonight
I got you goin let's film seduce Pt.2 all night
You know you got that pussy that make
This is your wedding song
You can play it all night long
I take you to have and to hold through richer or richer
I hope I ain't say that wrong
She
you want to fling rock
Well, I'll be cruising by, you'll never see a smoother guy
Niggas getting smoked just like the Buddha tye
I'm rocking well like
the enemy of your mental state
With the same rhyme I used to burn your idol in a battle
To subdue you into saying, "Look, I don't want to battle,"
MIB, WB
This song right here is dedicated to the president of the United States of America
Y'all might know him as George Bush
But where I'm from, lost
Purchased the silk tie
This is words to live by, watch your words
Cause words trigger the trigger
Herbs get killed by
Shut up it's two shooters
Bet I can give
to kill me
If you want success
I’ma drop my blood sweat and tears
That’s on mawmaw daughter
Til I drop dead
I don’t let my past interfere with nun
If you
Okay, okay, so you just pretending
Give you finer things when I hear that vagina sing
I'ma make you whine n scream, I'ma break your spine to pieces
Sex
won't find your whereabouts by stompin' 'em out ya man (what?)
We killin' New York, even in Compton they understand
I'm on the block where you was
Ah one two, ah one two
Ah one two, ah one two
Ah one two, ah one two
Ah one two, ah one two
I'd like to, introduce myself
My name is, ah Biz
care about your body count
'Cause I just want to make that body count
Two, three, four, five
We got one night
To make (to make), to make (to make)
I love me too
She said, "What you up to, Tunechi?"
I said, "That's up to you"
She said, "I don't want much Tunechi"
I said, "And you'll need two"
She
'Bout to make two grand when my streams hit a million
I can't fit your task in my schedule
She stay tryna call me, or message, I felt it
Yeah, she be
They're thinking they're intellects
By plugging the whole world with the internet
If they thinking they got me they're information be incorrect
I'm using
blowing next
But I think I only want her for the sex
Whatchu guessed?
And I know I said that I'd be drinking less, pouring less
But this Solo cup is great
blowing next
But I think I only want her for the sex
Whatchu guessed?
And I know I said that I'd be drinking less, pouring less
But this Solo cup is great
Bottom text
Your bitch do want sex
Bust all in her mouth and she asking me what's next
Big checks
I won't love an ex
This prod by Huntaps so you know
enough Penny for your Thoughts , I'm funny like Michael
Myers was For certain, but when Its curtains
Then it's a cut, the American Version The predator
Uh-oh, damn, uh-oh
1985 white Lamborghini Countach, two of 'em
I need a slow motion video right now
'Cause I'm movin' in slow motion, slow
them
Chorus 2x
[master p]
Niggas hittin' the bass, straight playa
But you gotta watch your back for them fuckin' hatas
If I were a football player, I
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