Lyrics:
' shorty, she a vibe
I'm fucked up 'bout lil' shorty, she a vibe
You know
We the best in the business
What you think I mean when I say that
What
Old pirates, yes, they rob I
Sold I to the merchant ships
Minutes after they took I
From the bottomless pit
Won't you help to sing
These songs
heart, you got to work
And show me that you'd ride it there for me
I can see right through your eyes, and I know what you tryin' to do
You tryin' to rob
I can still make the whole place shimmer
And when I meet the band
They ask, "Do you have a man?"
I can still say, "I don't remember"
Familiarity
the shoulders
In a voice so soft and kind
She said love can make you happy and love can rob you blind
[Chorus]
Here in California
Fruit hangs heavy
Rob made me my first mixed drink
I washed his muddler in my kitchen sink
He gave a master class in mixology but
I can never make 'em quite as good
you such a dumb fuck
That bitch say she love me, she such a dumb slut
Say he wanna kill me, lil nigga what's up?
Wouldn't have it any other way
a T-rex on these niggas 'cause life's cruel
My jewels so cold that you might get the slight flu
Bird's eye view, I'm looking down at the lil' dudes
Things that make you go, hmm
I was in the crib, sittin' by the fireplace
Drinkin' cocoa on the bear skin rug
The door bell rang, who could it
Lil daddy I'm on fire
17 rider
Mac-mac his supplier
Lil boy my chopper make mo noise than a choir
One of these niggas gone leave here brainless
As I get a little older, I realize life is perspective
And my perspective may differ from yours
I wanna say thank you to everyone that's been down
the things we used to say
And make the world, make it go away
Now Im sorry if I hurt you
Let me make it up to you day by day
And if you will please forgive
huh (blaow)
Why you punch me in my face? Stay in ya place
Play ya position (uh), here come my intuition (uh-huh)
Go in this nigga pocket
Rob him
on a muscle bag
And I come through your window
Just like I'm Bruh Man
Paper chasin', paper chasin'
MMG I'm paper chasin
Take you where you can't see black
By
They will rob and cheat you, they will make you wanna cry
They will rob you, they will rob you
If all they know is fake love, how can they know
love you darling, come what may,
My heart is yours, what more can I say? (what do you want me to do, rob a bank?)
(well listen, I tell ya)
I'd sigh
[Chorus]
More, more
Hate me some fuckin' more!
I love it when you hate me
It make my money grow
Where my money? I think it's on that new shit
On my
fucked up what you did
I hooked you up with my girl and shit
You fucked her, every time you see her
You don't even say shit to her, you know what I'm
summer day,
Reporters ask you questions and they write down what you say.
[Chorus]
They'll rob you of your innocence, and put you up for sale.
a line to you
For me it's true
And never seemed so right before
I practice every day
To find some clever lines to say
To make the meaning come true
give me a beer
How the hell you geck out for a lickout, can't see her
You the one who say you be pourin' lean, now it's clear
That a nigga named Brett
Li'l Abner don't marry that gal
Even though she's nice as she can be
When you don't say nothing never
Will she make believe you're clever
Like for
I can say his name 'cause he ain't dead (Wooski)
How you let a nigga vouch for you who just got out the feds?
Sneaking pics by Von mural like lil
the way
Do it again, and again till you say my name
And by the way I'm so glad
I just wanna make you sweat
I wanna make you sweat
I just wanna make
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