Lyrics:
I feel so comfortable round you
Wanna get this audience of one
And multiply by two
I think they're really nice white shoes
Can I talk just for
a frisbee
Nice lil treat, rice crispy yeah
Coast to coast offshore
On a worldwide tour
Makes me miss you more
Your name on my songs
Tell me about it
I'm here
And I know I better try to stop
Before my heart fully breaks
Do you think that we would make a good team
I'm only asking you because I'm nice
Open your
by any means
Mama went and got it, daddy never home
Started learning from the streets
But I know my heat a chrome
Never sold no kind of dope, just
to short so I do what I do (Huh)
Can’t trust shit so I move how I move
You focused on me then come walk in my shoes
I live a double life like Spider Man 2
right by the nice racks
She said, "Should I get a shirt to match with the hat?
Or should I get the shoes that match with the slacks?"
Yeah, said it's
lose,
When it get hot, I fall back on my cool,
In and we out, I'm so one out the mud,
These niggas can't run or can't step in these shoes
cold to be fucked with
You ain't ever seen these fresh kicks
With the nice fit
I'm unlocked
You ain't even on this level yet
Now it's time for Bacardi
Shade's on
Get fresh, get nice
Set me up just right roll the dice
Ride rough ride tight
Spread eagle on me all night
This slim fitted city is all broken
My
to drop, stop
You ain't know I'm nice girl, you'se a 'Wannabe'
Like the Spice Girls, you betta think twice, girl
I'm untryable, undeniable
Won't be held
the Remy we were doing the thing
[Chorus: x2]
Now I don't know about chu
But I would like to get wit two (ah)
Nice honeys while I'm chillin' by
Finessing these hoes they say I'm pimpin
Got sauce on me nigga they say that I'm dripping
Got red on my shoes like I'm walking on blood
Keep
it x8
I don't trip, I tie my shoes
sleep in my cleats, ready to move
givin receipts , I paid my dues
every failure is a lesson that way I could never
by
Tears in my eyes yo the anger makes me cry
Uchiha burning rage take my shit and you die
I dont give fuck about your reasons or the why
Bitch i use
of gasoline
I call your bae a turkey way they fucking gobbuhling
I'm giving thanks by spanking ass and leaving booty throbbuhling
Oh my
Don't know why
Y'all all
design
I like nice clothes... I like ladies with drive
With multiple degrees pushin’ their own X5s
I’m selfish in my own ways... being bougie pays
I only
Aye, I keep a stick when I flew by
Bullets is flying to Dubai
Got a shawty and she say I'm too fye
I be running the block with my kunai's
Better
shoes, and pay my dues
Leave no clues, 'cause niggaz is fools
Hearts colder than igloos, coolers full of ice
Teelee, 'fore you shoot the dice
Or catch
getting ready to leave
When somebody grabbed old Jim by the sleeve
And this good looking girl was asking my buddy to dance
I said Jim don't do it
getting ready to leave
When somebody grabbed old Jim by the sleeve
And this good looking girl was asking my buddy to dance
I said Jim don't do it
you
I get geeked off a Sprite that got no mud up in it
My verses and hooks take ‘bout 35 minutes
Multiply it by ten till you get the backends
Don’t do
your knot, trying to get what you got
When the rain and the pain gon' stop
Standing on the porch early, no shoes, selling blow in my socks
And I was
all that's a skydive
Go get your own
Nigga you ain't taking my pie
I need a home
Beverly Hills it's a nice sight
Don't go off the dome, too much to talk
songs waxing off
My nigga Q-tip
11 out 10
She ranks me over ten
When I clock these niggas
A sight to see Big Ben
11 out 10
She ranks me over ten
When I
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