Lyrics:
Wait A Minute
Please don't go
I need to hit it one more time
Before I let ya know
That I ain't in it for the long
Haul
Nice and slow
I gotta meet up with
Met a new man from the neighborhood
He had a nice smile he smelled so good
Always stuck in the friend zone should've found out why
As far as I knew
it
So piece by piece i restore
I slept a little bit more in my bed (Seven hours)
And i'm okay with it
I saw a girl in my dream
This time i finally
Way out in the lonesome by the side of the road
Sits a little roadhouse there all alone
Resting nice and peaceful underneath some trees
It's
cars, and the prettiest stars
By far the prettiest Misses
I pull up in the prettiest sixes
So by the time you get the six b****, I have the seven
seduced by his devilish tricks
So they sealed the deal and off the devil walked
He said "I'll see you in hell" as the deal was locked
He gave her a ball
Page one dowgs running me over,
Didn't see me drowning but they saw me chearing, in the club with the same faces that are nice to my face Then stub me
To my friends about you
And I really don't have anything else
Nice to say but F you, F you, 5, 6, 7
Ain't that a bee with an itch?
Ain't that
ZAPATERIA LLOYD (F) Alex Reyes, David Seitz, JH Ortega
Produced by Ignacio Umérez
Cover Art by Richard Hardy
Intro -------
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hear it when you're scratching at the door
At seven-thirty in the morning
And you're hoping I might pick you up
And put you on the bed
You're all I have
the fifty cal mag its a hand-held.
I'm tellin' you niggas I pop put a shell in you niggas,
My nice watch'll Helen Keller you niggas.
I got whores in
I got bags
Bags in my eyes
I don't fuckin' sleep 24/7 grind
She surprised by my size, but not of my dick
The size of the cash that I pull on the side
Spit over Dm7s like mac 11s
Can tell that I'm jazzy by How I'm dressing
The look of the cat in the Hat
My sax in the back with My strap in the back
when he said
"Hey! I can drive!", because we tried to be nice to you non-smokers
We fucking tried, okay?
You wanted your own sections in the restaurants,
that
Why you do that
Yeah constantly
I know you can’t stand me
I’m good as in fine by me
Please stay away
Please stay away
Outside half a moon
Because lives gone in a
Flash with the click click and the kids
Hit where the street light im a rap
God the elite type you a rap
Fraud when you speak I
his seatbelt strap make it hard to lean back
Sittin' up straight in the car with the shades on
Young Seven with the jensen and my main man gone
I was
6,7,10 months and it's harder to get by in this small...
Shoe selling shop
Everyday I wake up
Take my car and drive
I drive to work with people
Who take
he's all right now, seemed like a pretty nice guy.
Good old fashioned תִקוּן עוֹלָם, putting it back together
piece by piece. It's kinda rare to see
the moment, fundraiser at will, work with the homeless
Polish diamond edge, Flintstone shit, sealed in a comb pick
Carefully, swing the B seven series
It only took you seven years
Freedom from the tyranny
Farewell to human decency
Freedom to get sick and die
Your congressman would never lie
You think that we can't see
a G baby nice and slow
But I gotta move on so I'm walking by
Get a scotch in my hand no ice tonight
Welcome to a party in the G town city
Where
Man, that's crazy
I dropped the tape before 2020
Back in January
6 months and only 7 songs
Come on, you think I need that long
Well I was wrong
packs, get em' right gone
Roll you in Swisher? Not in no bong
Hate on me, I ain't do nothin' wrong
Beggin' me to edit your song You ain't ahead of me, I'm
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