Lyrics:
tools on deck, Home Depot nigga
Well if life is a bitch, then mine a gold digger
And all my bitches nasty like a cold dinner
Everyday I go so hard
Love Is
Written by: Sherri Gough and Sean Gasaway
TO SOME IT'S SOMETHIN' THAT YOU SAY
TO A CHILD IT'S ICE CREAM AND A BASEBALL GAME
EVERYBODY HAS
true (yeah)
Can't go to sleep, too busy living a dream (big dream)
Not by myself, too busy building a team (big team)
Play with Magic just like my
a student of the game, don't be fooling with my name
I'm a shoe-in; exclusive to my oath
No time for hoes, the fam or friends and foes
I gotta close out like
well like a doctor
Not all family can be trusted gotta test em with a proctor
Uh I gave em the game but only some caught on
The rest of them are scrubs
Go back for a minute let’s go
Come get it for my love let’s go
Run fast like baseball game
Come back crying at your shame
Don’t make that face take
Intruder try to break in my house
I’m killing the culprit
Then hanging his head up
Like game winning trophies
Don’t play about mine
Did this all by my lonely
back
My mind is overloaded
With these thoughts
So I write tracks
Baseball bat thats
My idea of a night cap
You said that were the same
But like your
to the old
We live by the code
Do what you love in life
Unless it can get you runnin' from the po-po, woo!
Now that money ain't a thing like, woo!
tears
Watching as her fears and love and sacrifice
Lie there in his soft skin and new life
Breathing, dreaming, fresh from God's eye
Mommy's
tears
Watching as her fears and love and sacrifice
Lie there in his soft skin and new life
Breathing, dreaming, fresh from God's eye
Mommy's
twerking causing chaos each and every day
but it's simple
Ain't complex at all
You throw one,
I hit it back
They call it baseball
Politicking is what they
drink can drown
And a heart that woman broke
When she dies, my heartbreak is off the map
You can bury her in satin and a baseball cap
Sweating by her
gaining a woody that's adult jokes cuz
Like I'm chasing the pudding with some Rufee and hugs
Love to bro but I lost me a Cosby
Hostility to the monster in
Crucifyin their [?? huh ??] like just for usin my name
The definition is pain, but that's the thing o' the game
If they try to retreat, I catch'em one
Iʼm doing this for the capital cus I was raised in it
Ainʼt by myself I got Abj with me
Might pull up in sueno Light a J quickly
Rumor around town is
a rumor
I'm breaking her in like a home intruder (yeah)
Her bras like a pot on a stove (yuh)
She took it off like it was burning (woah)
She got me off like
of the things that young girls do
When she said you see that guy in the baseball cap
I'd like to spend some time with a boy like that
Betty said I seen him
And a lot the things that young girls do
When she said you see that guy in the baseball cap
I'd like to spend some time with a boy like that
Betty said I
Ay
Ay
Ay
I cheat on that bitch
Then I tell her I love her
No getting too close
No, You can't meet my mother
The only time I'm pulling up
Is to beat
preaching to the quire in a nuns church
Know i always gotta get it off my chest
So my bars dont rest just like the cops and the feds
My shit is mystical
around you, that love white cake
See-Murder facing life, and never gave a name
And you niggaz turn on each other, for a couple of them thangs
I must
a kiss or a dance
The game is to exploit young ghetto kids
A straight pimp game, and there ain't no shame
And the shit's gone too far
100 hip-hop
I got real niggas that love me,
fake niggas thats hatin', mad bitches that want me
Mad bitches that want me, snitch niggas is waitin'
Old G's sayin'
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