Lyrics:
'm on my Trump shit tonight, radio
Fuck you!
Yeah, I'm taking his lead i'ma just say how I
Say, I'ma just say- I'm just be Ye
And win take his lead and win
Just to be close to you girl
I need you baby
To make love to be loved by you baby
To have your warm body close to mine
To whisper words that make
is going to be Hillary Clinton!
You might not like it, but they gotta
Hear it i ain’t here to massage
You with a fake truth, telling you that
Hillary
talk about this world's about to end
If we can die together then can't we all be friends
I gotta know
Hey, I gotta know
So mister can you tell me,
what would happen if he passed you by
Would you be scared? Would you believe in him?
Would you bust your asses to get him institutionalized?
Well, I
of emotion
Should I be fractured by your lack of devotion?
Should I?
Should I?
Oh, you better be good to me
That's how it's gotta be now
'Cause I don't
someone else?
Let's Kimo Kisha pan but I want no one else
I want no one else but you
Said you gotta believe me
When I say it's true
Ayy, I be the Puffy
to see, Yates
How in the hell can you miss me
When I'm counting my mil' making hist'ry
Trip the splits be that 50/50
So we rip the script swiftly and zip
You gotta motherfuckin' feel this shit, boy
(BanBwoi)
Whoa
I got feelings for you
Hope you ain't lovin' the crew
How many bodies you got?
direction than you've ever known.
Show you your bronzed baby shoes
Now, my how you have grown!
Ain't it nice to fly? You're waving as soft clouds go by
checks fly
In my direction, you never questioned when I said I
Would be a mogul before I visit 2Pac and Left-Eye
Eazy and Aaliyah when I see you we gon'
To watch for you while you were sleeping?
Then please don't be surprised
When you find me dreaming too
Look into any eyes, you find by you
You can see
Baby I'ma be your boyfriend
Pretty mama if your single, single
(You don't gotta be alone tonight)
So while the DJ play this single, single
(Just pretend
of a full medicine cabinet
Fell like my head has been shredded like lettuce and cabbage
And if you ever see a video for this shit
I'll probably be dressed
the volume's down
Lips move, they say
It'll be okay
To tell you the truth, I've said it before
Tomorrow I start in a new direction
One last time these words
love for you, my love to you.
I was in a daze, movin' in the wrong direction
Feelin' that I'd always be the lonely one
Then I saw your face,
real
What happened to Miss Independent?
No more the need to be defensive
Goodbye, old you
When love is true
Miss guarded heart
Miss play it smart
at a beauty salon
With a baby Louis Vuitton under her underarm
She said, "I can tell you rock, I can tell by your charm
Far as girls, you got a flock
I can
Nigga, stop bitchin', button up your lip and
From Method all you gettin' is a can of ass-whippin'
Hey, I'll be kickin' you, son, you doin' all
a silly child
He doesn't even look at me, he doesn't know that I'm alive
But I know that, eventually, I'll have him by my side
I'm working hard (gotta
Clutchin' on deaf ears again, rapture is comin'
It's all prophecy and if I gotta be sacrificed for the greater good
Then that's what it gotta be
Who gon'
a silly child
He doesn't even look at me, he doesn't know that I'm alive
But I know that, eventually, I'll have him by my side
I'm working hard (gotta
Hey, I want to see you dance like them girls in that Tip Drill video
Hey, let me see you get loose
Get loose, get loose, get loose
Hey, shawty,
can't survive
Love, take away the lonely days gone by
Make it ev'ry day for you and I
Givin' me the chance to go on believin'
Girl, you gotta go
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