Lyrics:
be a player no more
I'm not a player, I just fuck a lot (don't wanna be a player)
But you know Big Pun and Joe are still down by law
Who's down
the needle no more
My girl, she ride, let's go
I got suicide love for ya, ain't a thing that I wouldn't do for ya,
In the middle of the gun fight, girl
Same chick from tour, all I got was jaw
He's all in love, seen it all before
Sucka' for love, this is man for a whore
And until this day, still goin'
Love the way she do that lil Thang when she flex man
Blow emoji kisses with the hearts when she texting
)
Drop a whole bag on my chick that's
My mama told me to let by Gones be by Gones
That pussy good but I don't think it's worth to die for
That's cause you turn evil when you with yo
mine
she's the opticoma fascination
and that's what's real to me
A red hot chick by classification
she's to blind to see
In my thought, she looks just
with, thug like him, dro like him
If you forgot the name, and you been wondering it's
N.O.R.E, N.O.R.E
Ayo these chicks love me, and even though I
You're gonna have to give me more than just a token lick
Well, you may not like it but you better learn how
'Cause it's your turn now
(chorus)
Now, you
like they
Were ordered to by Fidel
You ain't lit like this
Nigga I can tell
They love you more when you exit
Than when you enter
Nipsey Hussle had
everything that I want
Everything That need
Chick-Fil-A sauce so good
Like it was made by G.O.D
You're the best restaurant in the world
If it were legal I'd
Yall chasing them chick we cashing the cash
Yall want that hmm hmm we just want the Bag
We aint the same we know that yall mad
We aint the same we
wallows
Reach the gate, hungry just ate
Riffin, she got to be to work by eight
This must mean she ain't tryin to wait
Conversate, sex on the first date I
in the parking lot
By a Cherokee and a green drop-top
And I don't stop, until I squirt
Jeans skirt butt-naked it all work
Gotta love ma little
a drink on my cream wallows
Reach the gate, hungry just ate
Riffin, she got to be to work by eight
This must mean she ain't tryin to wait
Conversate,
the time
You're serenaded by an ill rhyme, mastermind
'Cause you're more than a lover, there's more to
I had to get myself in order just in order to love
game like Call of Duty, or some say more like Madden
But don't judge me by my past, man, I was wicked wild back then
Everybody has some regrets, or else
that quickly just drops her jaw
Then the next night repeat the process
I met a chick that swallowed more c*m than her stomach could process
I'm
it's funny how things change, funny how time fly
More than my feet travel, the more that I feel fly
More that I make now, the more that the chicks smile
I lost time tryna find my glory
On my shit only live life for me
Love my chick like a West side story
On my dick with a bitch on go
I might die by
well, hit the lick and sto' for more bail
Followed by a gang of hoes and bout to go now
Twista say he got a spot where the dro sell
Liffy say we gotta
They can use they dick for a pencil
I'm known for snatchin' purses
And bombin' churches
I get more pussy by accident than
Most niggas get on purpose
I
wanna call me but (we ah woman)
You know seh, more time, nobody can tell me seh I'm not a man by choice
You know what I mean? (Straight up)
Alright
ey, man
you know I'm datin a model chick, right
man, I think I love her, man
I mean, she's so fuckin beautiful, man
I've seen her on the videos
push off him into something deep
I wish he would think (uh huh)
I wish he would think (uh huh)
Or listen to me, cause
I got a love Jones but I'm
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