Lyrics:
out
Chains on my neck stand and they stay out
Every time she wanna fuck she come say, "may I?"
And call me mister if you want this payout
I stay
to shut the fuck up
Get the fuck out now
And these days go by
And I can't see why
Wanna roll another joint
But I'm too damn high
Starting to think I'm not
Hot topic, shawty wanna slop it
Pull up in the paint take a shot they cant block it
Exotic strain imma bill me up a rocket,
It's 24/7 on my grind, no
to stay
Where people come to live and some come to die
Jokers and chainsmokers, this is where we roam
Sorry babe, I won't be coming home
Hey man, pour us
Campire cologne
In the same small boat together let's roam
I'll be yo home no monochrome
She wanna ride from Orlando to Cali
She wanna drive an old
You can find me at night with the san pellegrino
Home by nine for the bella bambino
Giving all the rider to the Lukey Carlino
Bottle full of bubbles
Hook :
I jus pop, Two bottles, in dis Bitch, Yea yea,
All My, Niggas, is Poppin, cuz we rich, yea
yea, all the, bitches wanna, follow cuz, we
lit,
wanna come home to you
In the strawberry sunshine
Where I'm yours and you are mine, and everything is just fine
Even when it's not
My friends and their
tricks, yeah
Fuck around, do a split, yeah, sweat it out, get it fixed, yeah
We got bottles pourin' all night
We ain't going home right now, but I need
Super now smoke few bottles on the sleety
Parkers on racks ’cause I raps like Christmas
Holy shit get light, get light
It’s hot outside I got
soft music on the radio
And you got everything you need from the store
'Cause I'll be in for the evening
And I don't wanna come out no more
Whoa,
Everything has changed
The sky don't shine or rain
Stars don't walk me home
So I go this road alone
But everything will turn
And the heroes
I got the feds in my pocket
And a rocket to Mars, hey hey!
Baby I did it all for you
I built it all from my yacht
While my money made me more money
to the club and your girl found me
She wanna come home but my whip to clean
Shawty my whip to clean
(Jeez)
Bottles on bottles that's me
All you wanna do is
gotta set the tone
I gotta bottle Patron
You put on Home Alone
Then we gon’ kick back, sit back
Tear up all that gift wrap
And if you by my side you know
Big H presents Bloodline militants dJ Marcus
Boy Better Know
Bossy, I'm on a tussle
But I will lick down a man
If he's got too much muscle
Wanna be
Stop the bus
I wanna be lonely
When seconds pass slowly
And years go flying by
You gotta stop the bus
I'll get off here
Enough's enough
livin' or worth dyin' for
Soon you'll come to find
That the only thing that never changes
Is the darkness you feel inside
I wanna sing a song worth
wrong, I'm free from slaves
Let freedom reign
Do you wanna be free or do you wanna be
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be
Free,
Let freedom Reign
'm not afraid
I left behind all my friends
But you'll be with me
To the bitter end
Don't let me go
Remember when
I come back home
I'll see you then
Oh
I
Stop the bus
I wanna be lonely
When seconds pass slowly
And years go flying by
You gotta stop the bus
I'll get off here
Enough's enough
I
and she rocking hell a gold
I don't wanna say but she seem hell a woke
Time is talking the walking
She got me bussing a rocket
She said no pulling out,
about a supermodel?
Fresh outta Elle magazine
Buy her own bottles
Look pimp juice, I keep me one
Bad than a mutha
I hear you sayin'
I need a bad
Ka-chicka-chicka Ka-chicka-chicka-good
Things come to those who wait
But too late my life's to great to wait
I wanna, celebrate good times, c'mon
Livin lovin,
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