Lyrics:
in a bag of salt
[cut sample]
[Musab]
Surprise y'all, come to bed
My nut stains look like wet Wonderbread
White and thick, I don't ever bite my lip
no promo
But I give her big big clouds of the smoke though
How much you want, huh?
Don't even look at me wrong
'Cause if I gotta get back on my
on
You know we be vibing
Gorgeous Vibing
Question not my loyalty, I don't cheat
Love you so tenderly
You know baby we on
Show ya right
We be vibing
I keep
She's got a black dress and her hair's a fucking mess
She's got red lips, and tattoos up on her neck
She's always best-dressed, never failing
little kiss
Oh, honey, you're on my mind
Now I wanna do it a million more times
So baby, put your lips on mine
Yeah baby, put your lips on mine
Down by
the Benzy
I can feel a breeze through the
Leaves when D's passin' me by
You can breathe you can bleed but please
Wrap me a nine on Black Christmas
I need
Don't turn the radio down!
(We want the music loud!)
Don't turn the radio down!
(We want to mess around!)
We feel like dancin' (Hey!)
We want
'Long as they say my name right in the media
If you don't, that's a sin like Cincinnati
'Cause ever since I had the polo suit at the Grammys
I been
Take my doll put on her pretty clothes
Now don't you soil her dress
Now brush her hair, paint her lips like a rose
Now cover up your mess
Strip baby
they don't mean a thing
The power of your touch is such
My armor's wearing thin
Baby, you've got me pinned
You pick me up
You hold me down
I'm your only
the mess you made
cmelie Chorus:
Ou What a Mess you made
Broke my heart now it's laying there to be saved
But you won't pick up the pieces and put it
Look, though I am not fixated on riches, please don't get it twisted
I could get vicious about the paper
Take even a tidbit or niblet out of my
playin' with my jig, uh
Bad bitch wanna get on my Insta
I told the bitch to keep chill and be quiet
I got bad bitches tryna get by
Don't chill 'fore a nigga
you spreading rumors
I'm really not impressed
I tell you only one time
with my scrilla fool don't mess
Verse 3: Fiend
I only get with a few
and a little rough
Yeah Baby Take Your Top Off
Just take it off
The lust I must confess
N your soft caress
Are beautiful
But in my head it's a mess
No one
a mess of moonlight, won't-cha share it with me"
"Well" he answered "Baby, don't-cha know that it's rude
To keep my two lips waitin' when they're in
Voice
Or Have Your Touch And Kiss Your Lips
'Cause I Don't Have A Choice
Oh, What I Wouldn't Give To Have You
Lying By My Side, Right Here, 'Cause, baby
All my Harlem niggas
My BK niggas back Uptown baby, Lennox Ave
My oyes on Broadway all day, uh c'mon
Ayo, you love the way I rep black, step
walked out by a deputy
I'm a black man so I know it ain't no empathy
I just wanna kiss your lips baby
Under fireworks get you lit baby
You ain't Gotta cry
R-O-C
Memph Bleek
Jigga man
Missy, Twista sho' nuff
Yeah, yo
Don't get mad at me
I don't love 'em I fuck 'em
I don't chase 'em I duck 'em
I
Yeah
Hold up
3145
Ay
'Til the day that I die
Ay
Yeah
Hold up, hold, hold up, hold up
Pull up in all black
Want my car all black
Like my girls all
the ice B. I'm pricrless. The iciest
And I don't gotta wear fatigues to blow out your chest
My bullets thump when I lace this fly shit pump
And baby I
on the lips, my lover
You know my heartbeat skips
Now every time that you kiss my lips
Hold on baby
Your daddy says I should leave you alone
But from
could be my baby, let me make you my lady
Girl, you amaze me
Ain't gotta do nothing crazy
See, all I want you to do is be my love
(So don't give away)
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