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face I ain't got to sell millions, I'm in the buildings Where papi comin' through with them bricks by 8 Listen cocksucker and clown, I'll be leavin'
Don't fuss we seein eye to eye I push the 6 and pass by you're 5 And rush hour in ya ride Your girl by my side We gon crush tonight right? ray j chorus:
in it Got the lobby in it, Tommy in it The trunk got a body in it Niggas be like he bodying it Ziplock full of J's Closet full of J's walking on my
instead 'Cause the Hennessy and Sambuca go Straight to my head I went jail, thought I was dead Cockroaches walking on my bed I was paying for a parked off
Girl If I never do you well, I no fit rest, oh (oh) girl I want you by my side everyday Me no go fit to use you play No matter what them people say
I'm getting by with my wicked ways I'm loading up and I'm taking names I wanna dig my way to hell I wanna dig my way to hell I'm getting by
They thought that we’re friends or something like that But maybe, we’re not. They’re always people that want you down Fuck them Beat them by saying
know you like to play A holiday, so we’re away from all the voices, Yeah In my head (Let me take you on a date) You can come to my bed I don’t wanna
Remember them days We used to lay in bed and fidget our feet Remember them days I would have done anything for you I would do anything for you Remember
cried by myself for seven nights But I know you don't care, so Nevermind I would have given you all I had There's still space for you in my bed I don't
Hmmm Yeah Baby take me on a trip Sippin' Cocoa on that private jet In my Louie V pajama set So baby come get me out of bed Now we rollin' down
Now I have a story that I'd like to tell About this guy, you all know me I was scared as hell He comes to me at night when I crawl into bed He's
at the hotel, hotel (Daars a man daar bieter wat skiet met a gun) Jump on our beds at the hotel, hotel (Een dag sal ek bly by die holiday inn) Jump on our beds
sometimes And what I gets to you most of all Is when the holidays roll around You got always to be by yourself 'Cause that's the time when the families get
Rolling into Christmas Written by: Deitrick Haddon, T church, Marcus white, Marcus Hodge We riding We riding We rolling we rolling Put your hand
(J-J-J-J-J.R) Bust it ba-by Ayy, can I please talk to my bust it babies real quick homie? Let me bring you in my world (Plies, Ne-Yo) And let you
Giving into love and sharing my time Letting someone into my misery I told it all step by step How I landed on the island And how I swam across
place She got other plays You couldn't read her By her cover page Was cover girl In her glamour days She don't give a damn That my money Trap n gamble
sweet dreams we rest our heads in our Beds and forget the screams Sound drowned by the festive sales machines My gran would have been Grateful for
Swag by the ounce, I could sell it by the ziplock Funny nigga think he got stripes, oh you Chris Rock Closet of full of kicks, on the strip wearing
expire And if I get too tipsy keep me out of the fire Party's growing last count there was 25 heads There's two tents, three couches, and one double bed
in it Got the lobby in it, Tommy in it The trunk got a body in it Niggas be like he bodying it Ziplock full of J's Closet full of J's walking on My
I can tell by your body language That you ain't my enemy But you fucking my enemies Don't you mess up my energy (oh) (Breathe) I can tell that she's
earth packed hard and by one wall a raised platform Some six foot by four covered by a simple sheet, the bed The hunchback busied herself with small
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