Lyrics:
at me, I got "move it"
I'm stiffing her
Stiffing her, piffing her
I gotta move it
I get her
A listener
Looking at me
Got the knowledge, she quick with it
believe
So I grabbed the stupid bitch by her nappy-ass weave
She started talkin' shit, wouldn't you know?
Reached back like a pimp and slapped the ho
outta luck
Had to tell that bitch she ain't got a chance
Slide into yo' hood, nigga, like
"What's good?"
What's up in this wood? Nigga
That's yo' mans
Seduce me by the way she talk
If I push them O's to her
My baby going to knock em out the park
From the bench to a starter
Amazing like Vince carter
are-E-S-P-E-see-T me"
I got this French chick that love to french kiss
She thinks she's Bo Derek, wear her hair in a twist
Ma cherie amore, tu es belle
Merci,
Lil mama different that's why shawty perfect for me
She ain't no plain Jane
Shawty she got her own she know she bad and she don't need to hand out from
the homies like boy she was on yo head!
hella quick back to the party bumping my own shit
Boombox wit the sub I got a whole playlist
All the ladies in
town
Strictly biz, she don't play around
Cover much grounds, got game by the pound
Getting paid is her forte
Each and every day, true player way
I
you say, but you're still on your own at night.
You've got to make such a noise to understand the silence,
Screaming like a jackass, ringing ears so
and told him go ape
He hit her with 5 bands the first day
He linked his nigga like yo i got the bitch bro
I think she sexy want the pussy and she slang dope
Independent
Own a crib
Handle all her business
And she takin care the bills
Don't need no bum nigga
Need a Soulja that's for real
If you ain't up on yo grind
that's never gon' change
Wan' look in yo eyes while walk through the rain
Got keep it together, won't push you away
I thug by my own but I won't you stay
Could Man I Probably Would Flirt With All Ya'll
Yeah, Yeah Homie U Say She Yo Girlfriend
But When I Step Up To Her I'm Be Like Cousin
Believe Me Man, This
to people, battling they want to steal I
Pick my armor up and put my spears down
She's my number one, the only one I wanna stay by her side
So I need
the question you asked her for years who cares?
She Do!
Yo Momma
God bless the child that has it's own
God bless the child that has it's own
God bless
moving strange when it's nobody but your own loss
You look at these mirrors, I bet you see your own self
Accountability it seem like you lack that
You got
(Yea)
I can't give a fuck, they ain't on the shit you on (That girl she got a booty too)
Get it by herself, she could get it on her own
Shawty in her bag,
up
Her hearts been torn apart
By niggas with unguarded hearts
Now she up crying cause I said I'm leaving
I just got tired of her frequently screaming
I
her own bag she don't fuck w| niggas
She gone get it on her own she don't need a nigga
She secure her own bag she don't fuck w| niggas
Tonight is yo
no more
She bagging to go
Got her own bags at the door
Turn a housewife to a hoe
She ain't loyal no more
Now she don't know how to act
Now do you don't
make you famous
If yo' nigga want beef, treat it like it's angus (bow)
Eat it up
Little bit of dick, get nasty
I gotta tip her (here)
I got a pretty
I'm incomplete, I don't
It don't matter when you got yo own reality
It don't matter when you Always off that remedy, that remedy
She said she mixed
big brother got Shiro's mum
He ain't lettin' her go free until she brings her son
Shiro's got the words, now Shiro's coming back
He's rushing
gotta her own hustle
Now when I try and spoil her
She say I'm doin' too much
But as a man I don't
Really think I'm doin' enough
I want us to be forever
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