Lyrics:
touch down
on them sheets
Need you to put your love on me
Girl you know we won't
Get no sleep
Arch ya body up
Girl don't ya cheat
Anticipating
Getting
perfection
Cus baby girl you got the kinda vibe i cant mess with
Trust me i wont break your heart, im just tryna play my part
Hard to find the light when u
in
The watch was flashing (You see me baby)
Talking crazy, nigga
I know how to stop the madness (Uh, huh)
I'ma just have El Camino pop his cabbage
How You Treat Me
(Written and Produced by Zarah Washington)
Hook:
This is how you treat me.
Now that you have made it.
Seems like you don't need
Baby wasted so much time (So much time)
Tryna get you off my mind
Time to spread these wings and fly
Time to let you go (Fly, fly)
If you find yourself
bandana wrapped around the chrome 44
gun smokin like suge's cigar, show me how you stunt
get thrown out of a moving car
if that thang come come out, its
man tell him Bye bye
Pull up with the hand out the window like a drive by
Told me take a leap of faith girl you know I Sky dive
Comin off the high dive
Of the new school ridin in the old school
Baby I'm a new nigga abiding
By the old rules last of a dying breed
OG gave me your jewels
Bought this watch
Couldn't see the truth, I had those blinded eyes
You have moved on, still I don't give a damn
Gotta get this off my chest while I can
(How, I, need,
on fire,
And she got a rabbit baby calling your name.
Fall of the American empire,
It should've been all right,
Should've, should've.
But me, I'm just
Gang came a long way, what can I say?
(It's BlueStrip, baby)
If you see me hopping on a flight
Just know it's first class
(Huh, nah, for real
It
spell dad?
It goes L-O-V-E
How do you spell dad?
It goes L-O-V-E
Baby girl make sure your kings a better man than me
You better believe I know that
You deserve the best
Girl I've made a mess, I must confess
Gotta get this off of my chest
I haven't been faithful, I haven't been true
And I was
steady fuckin' off my dealings
Even when I'm workin' muthafuckas think I'm chillin'
Recruitin' like the army, or even the marines
Some get rejected like
And my footsteps, they hung in your hallways enough
For you to be truly haunted (baby, by me)
My first love was a murderer
Before I ever got to her
She'd give me three hundred clams if I helped her find
Her uncle...
"Sure, baby."
So I went to her apartment at eight
To get a down payment of clams
I
the viewin'
Roll ova by a tree then no one can see me
Binoculars around my neck
I sense death and tits in every breath
Murder steps, I see a light come
spittin' demonish shit
Hey baby you need a friend
And act a little bit feminine take the fatigues off
Fuck the club even the six it's hellish
I be
to reach me
Since you left school and I moved out of state
Used to think by now
We'd each be raising our babies and clearing our slates
I want to be
Your fucking strangled to death
By the poison
My loins are down your mother's throat
I smothered tell she shuttered
Chuck her off a fucking boat
I'm
She took the top off
Like she ready for drive-bys
And I just popped one
So I'm in my prime
Yeah, yeah
We say we're different
But we got
Fell in love with a Scorpio
That was your first estate, November 8
From intense moments to intense times
I'm going this place, I know you feel me
I've got some bad, bad news
I can't get over you
I tried 'til my face turned blue
Baby, you got me held down by a string
'Cause you're the only
the streets
Put a human in the place of God and all you get is evil
Evil made by the belief that your understanding's complete
Ain't no one under the sun that
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