Lyrics:
cop another one
One bottle full of rum, by the end of the night she turnin me on
I mention her name while I adlib the song
Do my lil dance while she
Love him
(I love him)
The bright lights got her, she in love with a thug
Met her out in a small town, took her to where I was
She said her was name Haze,
into the answers
Tried to see me on the CCTV, couldn't scan 'em
Like the serial was scratched off on the barrel of the brand
And I been ten toes down
Martin was killed?
Why Mandela did all them years
All that blood, all that sweat, and all them tears?
And I can name thousands more
That died in
wood like a surfboard
I ain't say this was easy, I worked for it
Buy her Fendi, Givenchy and Dior
I done ran up a sack, but I need more
Hold up,
waiting
As someday she'll be back
When the storm will pass
And someday I'll hear her voice
Calling me out, calling me out by my name
My mama warned me about
All of my bitches, they bad bitches
Your bitch wish she was a bad bitch
Put some respect on my name (woo)
They got me feeling like baby (hey)
my dick like she was riding' horse or running' track
I was goin' deep up in that pussy, know, I blew that back
Got her yelling' my name, screamin',
(oh)
Close that backdoor 'cause I know this lil' phony
(Oh)
Close that backdoor, I can't get shaked at by my homie (no, no, no, no, no, yeah, yeah)
a brand new Rose
All my four sons, they been good
Got a new girl, her name Rose
I been coolin’, I’ma street jitt
Tryna get back on that road
Same nigga that
hand
They tried to say it was suicide, but we know that was a lie
And it was another sister too
Last name Taylor first name Breonna, I know all this shit
Only thing that changed was the name brands, Yeah
I'll never change up, I'll never give it up, I'm tryna live it up
Nigga talking bout he want a handout,
Causing 3rd degrees
Y'all ain't ready for the pain
Switch in forecast
Cause weather
Im here to make it scorch
You can tell by the name
What else should I do
up in the sky that my I won't get no service
Democracy be the dope, community in the choke
Lil' woadie just caught his case, he was looking forward
that was back then, now look where we at
Straight to VIP, my niggaz, man we deep
You gonna go by 2 or 3
Before you get to me
The bitch, and she a G
Knock em off
Brand new bitch
Told her top me off
Piss me off, Miami bout to set it off
He can tell his lil stories to his lil friends
I don't gossip
was switching her position
Like teeth though
She assume the position with a mink on
Shawty polish her body with the seesaw
Nigga stuffing her body with
Spavined old legs and small pigeon toes pair of pig eyes and a long Roman nose
Little pin ears and they're split at the tip a big forty four brand was on his
in the pudding and that baking sodas taking
Paper that I'm making got her taking photos naked
Listening to niggas like whistling at Wendy Williams
I
bit taller
I wish I was a baller
I wish I had a girl who looked good, I would call her
Wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
And a '64 Impala
I
Lights out baby don't fuck with the gang
Told her use google she don't know the name
Where was you at when luh ko was in pain
Out in the dark you would
you wit shorty huh. Take her to the mall pimp! (ah-huh)
[Bow Wow]
Okay!
[Baby]
Show me how lil man roll!
[Bow Wow]
I know this chick named
What's happening?
I remember I used to play that pinball game
Let's go
Lil Uzi Vert
Ooh, you better move
That was before I had internet
Ooh,
She make me feel so good
Better than I would by myself
Or if was with somebody else
You don't understand she make the
People say yeah yeah
I can put
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