Lyrics:
by smellin' like watermelon
You might make me a felon, my eyeballs swellin'
My nuts start yellin', excuse my prick
Wanna have a talk with you, I'm
bottles of cham-p-aign
In love with the same stripper that sprung T-Pain
And all this Louis Vuitton shit ain't cheap mayn
Dog I can't keep sayin' G.O.O.D
getting freaky by the lakeside
I'm trying to break it in like cowhide
Got you twisted up like rope tied
Your innocence ran with the night sky
Yeah, It's
The Rich Way
BMG
BMG
BMG
Reno
Tell them dig brody the nem up with his bum ass
They know we gon' empty them clips to my gun jam
I go by Lil' Walka
Slim thicc with a tight lil waste
A pretty face pretty bad lil baby
So hot so hot caliente
I'm sprung I'm sprung
Like T-Pain
I cum She cum at the same
on the face
Of the tramp at the bar
And I'm the reds by the bed
Of the suicide star
You know me- I'm pain
I'm your pain
Your own private pain
ain't no tellin'
Will I fuck 'em? Will I diss 'em? That's what they be yellin'
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all be chasin', I replace them, huh?
Yeah
My sex is poetic
I'm about to get you mad pregnant
Yeah
The first RnB porn
My mic be the knife
I'mma take a stab at it OK
Allow me
Pain without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
You're sick of feeling numb
Pain without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
You're sick of feeling numb
come from the kingdom of rumble drums
And hums become bumbles, I'm the one that begun the gun tongue get sprung
Got everyone comin' in bundles
Act
still down for me now?)
By the way that you smile
(Yeah, are you still down for me?)
Left once again at home
Another night on your own
Ain't no fun
[Repeat: x4]
[DJ Quik]
Yo, I'm DJ Quik a player and a hustler too
So many girlies on my jock that I don't know what to do
I buy my jimmies by
the blossom's sprung
Gone to heaven now
We're guided by northern lights where the west is all dry
And these holes with the poles are a sign to the sky
Don't think too much
Relax your mind
Don't be so hard on yourself, girl it takes time
I got your back
Do you have mine?
I'm only one call away
Just
Psyche
We are born again
We've died and sprung to life so wet and fresh
Wriggling and drooling and gleefully soiling our tights
I bet you gave up
is divine
Divine
Darling you
Give me paradise
I'm sprung so deep
I'm looking in your eyes
Our love
Our love is divine
Divine, it's divine
You and I
All
sprung, and they're feeling it
Drinking ice and I'm sprung, and they're feeling it
(Huhh)
I made it work
My price for fame
Who is this? (who is this)
chase the clout cause I'm sprung
With our love
We ain't got no time to save
See your love is timeless baby
Baby, you know that one dream that
You told me
I torture you
Take my hand through the flames
I torture you
I'm a slave to your games
I'm just a sucker for pain
I wanna chain you up
I wanna
You don't know the pain
Had a dream last night yea
I was popping crystal
Feeling like I'm raven
I just peeped the future
Neal Armstrong
Cooped up
Stack my cheddar sky high
Just so I can get by
I been on a new high
My life just like syfy
My life just like do or die
All I know is live fast
I refuse
backbone
I get swept in the pressure cooker tryin' to paddle back home
I get sprung with a vibe and alliance of clean intention
By eclipsing doom midigons
I'm chilllin' with Brazilian women, heavy accents
They black friends translatin', got 'em all ass naked, adjacent
Have relations with 'em many places
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