Lyrics:
your dream bitch and your dream house
On lean passing them beans out
With a bad crew, the whole team high
Go on boy, get seen by, bro you know me, you
looking down on
Me that matters now's DeShaun
Am I lucky to be around this long?
Begs the question though
Especially after the methadone
As yesterday fades
I got a job with the mob, makin G's
Doin' some pickups, deliveries and transportin' keys
Yeah, they got me like a flunky, money
I'm drivin' around
I wait by my window, see your face
You stand at my doorway, a pillar of grace
Oh, I wonder how you ever drew me to you
It must have been that
I got a job with the mob, makin G's
Doin' some pickups, deliveries and transportin' keys
Yeah, they got me like a flunky, money
I'm drivin' around
Your behind, you got 3 booty cheeks
That's kind of unique for for a ?
What say me and you hit the hot spot over at your house ?
I got a few sandwiches
a damn football team
All repping one thing
Looking for revenge
All you boys in the new Toronto want to be me a little
All your exes know I like my
out, you know I'ma show out
You gon' fuck around and get your whole back blown out
I remember on the Island, can't tone out
The mess hall crawler,
By a cafe here I hope to be workin' soon
Please come to Boston
She said "No. Would you come home to me?"
And she said, "Hey ramblin' boy now won't
time
(The first time)
(The first time)
By the sea
Take control of me
I can't breath
Put your arms around me
Own my soul how far will this go
Surrounded
You parked your truck outside my house
Homecoming night
To save me from her eyes and
You stood by my front door
Embracing my existence in your eyes
One day that school teacher went to her husband
She said honey your mama is in the way now
She gets in the away around the house
She uses bad English I
know what? It's time for
Y'all niggas to sit
Big ass house, no room for bullshit
Such and such told me, "Chuck
You ain't rich!"
Well tell such and such
out, you know I'ma show out
You gon' fuck around and get your whole back blown out
I remember on the Island, can't tone out
The mess hall crawler,
swear up and down that the car was stolen (this shit is stolen)
Make me get face down in the street (in the street)
And throw the shit out my car
you've been wishing on were all just satellites?
I went out Friday
To look for anyone to throw my arms
Around to fix the harm
Well, God knows when I
move like the mob, my capo send down the orders
Got some people in Texas, their crib is right by the border
Place your order for cola, ain't talkin'
a fuck I'm
Letting niggas know they can't hang
Don't give me no lip, don't
Give me no backtalk, yeah break North
Don't make me get my gun and
Blow your
the house with its blood-red bowels
Where wet-lipped women with greasy fists
Crawled the ceilings and the walls
They filled me full of drink
And they led
[Chorus]
Tryin' to be a lady but you keep pushin' me
It's gonna get pretty.
Leave me alone, go on by the way stop, throw another cell phone ?
When
and she likes that A Child dead in her arms she takes a bite of his neck, and then chews it, pointing at me, blood dripping right down her chin, cocks her
the house with its blood-red bowels
Where wet-lipped women with greasy fists
Crawled the ceilings and the walls
They filled me full of drink
And they led
and put twenty thou'
On my other arm rIP to my mom
Fuck around and give twenty thousand
To my other mom
Loso Loaded nigga lil Boat
I'm fully loaded nigga
this street before
Got left to right memorized
Somehow we always end up
Hmm
Kissing by the door of apartment number four
Feel your arms coming closer
I
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