Lyrics:
late night text
You know ima pull up that's a bet
You gone back up all the things you said yeah
My last bitch trippin you don't care no
Look how fat yo
says I've lost my son, he's gone away
Sing it on son, you might save a life
I said madam, I say lookie here
I say, on a record and make all men
That
the last three decades
Will pollute the Earth for thousands of years.
A nuclear war will destroy it.
Is that why the cherry trees blossom?
You are
(Feat. Nas, Foxy Brown, Amerie)
[Chorus:]
Said it ain't to much for me
To have you next to me
I can't believe it
All the things I do
Uh, yeah, mm
William H niggas
Holla, yeah, yo
That's why I squeeze first, ask questions last
That's how most of these so-called gangstas pass
not a damn thing
What's Duke Ellington without that swing?
What's Alex Haley if it doesn't have roots?
What's a weekend if you ain't knocking boots?
I wanna thank god
That I aint nothing like you
And I am so different
I speak a different language
Yeah I speak a different language
I said I speak
might just be the feds
Thinking back I got set up by my ex
So why the fuck would I trust you
If you ain’t beneficial to them they gone say fuck you
Bizzy
Yea
Bae we in this thing together we got mileage
So beautiful, when you laughing and you smiling
Your precious heart I don't think I could live
some diamonds on your neck they dancing Chris Brown
And you know that I know that I love girl
Take a look around ain't no one else above you girl
If I
Brown, jump if you want
I put it on my momma and her very last nerve
Ricky made off everything I deserved
The square root of a kilo is me nigga
The square
Family matters, It's in the last name
Saturday mornings feel like a half day
Time flies by until you've had enough
Summer grilling and juice inside
Diamonds all in my Hennessy
I see the world a little differently
Faded off that Chris Brown
Boy you know I run this town
Gold chain but no Mr
I could say
I thought of some more things
That should scare you away
These are my confessions
Slipped my mind the last two times, silly me
I guess I
and Brown
They wanna tell me that I'm not
Young, Gifted, and Brown
They wanna tell me that I'm not
Young, Gifted , and Brown
Tell me what you think about that
actin' funny now, oh, she's got money now."
Tryin' to do my thing, y'all, need you on my team,
But you ain't gon' stop my dream, or block my cream.
I
to my friend
"Why'd you kick off tonight with the Bill Evans song?"
He said, "I was just trying to ease into things"
I said, "That's cool, but we're
kiss her
Diamonds on me dancing like Chris Brown
You said I wouldn't make it, well, bitch
I'm the shit now little bitch, sit down
Kicking in your trap
ya know that I can
Fight before I slayed ya
Call me Chris, this I insist
Anything different will lead to closed fist
A wrap up you don't wanna get
down
Krumping in that pussy like I'm Chris Brown
Baby girl chill out
Finna slide by see Styles
Tell ya homegirls don’t miss out
Yay yayeee
Shit slow down
dumb like I know nothing
Who you know up out my generation that's inspired by jadakis and nas went against the odds
Golden bricks up under me I'm
says I've lost my son, he's gone away
Sing it on son, you might save a life
I said madam, I say lookie here
I say, on a record and make all men
That
I'm just gettin out
from doin eighty eight months, tryna figure things out"
He told me in the pen you get down to get done
'Cause the brown and black
planning on meeting and seeing each other or some’ by the end of the month,
You canceled last minute and now I’m left feeling like rejects at dances that
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