Lyrics:
wanna know what I've been thinkin' up
You better go 'head on and find you another spot to chill
'cause I've been drinkin'
'cause we see a light
and see me fall
Walkin' wit my head down, straight, dependin' on y'all
The call me Honcho, I like to sparkle
I'm 'bout to barbecue a bitch like
blow
cll white like the catholic pope
Lil bitches tryna elope
Young nigga I will not go broke
Taking bitches somewhere, remote
Im to busy tryna get dough
so terrible
But this is me (that's not my fault)
I love her from head to toe (head to toe)
And in between (girl, I love all of you)
I know we do
Peeping that demo I can tell that you a pro
Swore up and down that you never did this before
Whatever just go slow
Hated by all types baby fathers
in my eyes,
[Chorus]
Lil' mama so hood, (I love your girl)
Lil' mama stay fly (I love your girl)
Wife beater with the denim (I love your girl
in my eyes,
[Chorus]
Lil' mama so hood, (I love your girl)
Lil' mama stay fly (I love your girl)
Wife beater with the denim (I love your girl
leave me alone
Countin' all this guala up, I swear I need some more
Once I get my bands up, all the friends on go
They on go, I got hoes by the eney miny
it like girl get off that, all facts
She call, like where you at? Girl I'm chilling now, no laws, don't play by rules, she's a Villain now, fall off,
to say
On what to say
And i can't build the courage but always regret when you go away
I've been thinking of you every day
Girl, every day
All the times
Never will I let up, the girls that couldn't talk on the phone is givin' the head up
How much of this can measure? No scale, I was eyeballin' that
All of my diamonds be wet baby VVS
She almost had a lil baby, had to go to CVS
I only aim for the head why the fuck he rocking a vest
I'm like
they knock his head right off his shoulders
Lil bro always on the mission, I told him chill and stay focused
We gon' be in a hot box, lil bro you just
She got a glock in her purse
Bad lil bitch put my dick up her skirt
She want my D, I'ma Mav bitch like Dirk
And my dogs Yeah them niggas go berserk
lil bitch, I'm a damn prince
If you wanna run up, that lil nigga finna go
Cause these niggas is on fast, they really tryna steal my flow
Cause I don't
of them Crystal bottles
I pop that and I'm bout to go and find me
A new mall to shop at
I'm out the heart of the hood
Niggas like to bust heads and look
That blazin', amazin'
Hood shit
Banging out them head boards, hood shit
And you know this
So baa-by girl
She ain't goin' nowhere, partna
She
relationship like a Dutch ima really keep it blunt
No I'm not here for no games
My heart is so cold but my head filled with flames
Lonely boy watch me go sit in
up)
Lil Pump might go shoot ya (Pop, pop)
Whip up the pot, like I'm Martha Stewart (Brrt)
I got no diploma, but I got a Ruger (Ruger)
Don't test me,
Girl, I know we
Girl, I know we, uh
Like, girl, I know we, uh, yeah, let's go
Girl, I know we just friends, honestly, girl, it's nothing to it
But
Is Dj Powasky the wicked producer
Rosalinda (Rosalinda)
Rosalinda (Rosalinda)
Rosalinda (Rosalinda)
Rosalinda
I saw this girl for the park inside ah
ain't ya man but we can just pretend
Hit the mall girl I got enough to spend
And you could go home to him, I ain't hating him
'Cause see you just my
ain't ya man but we can just pretend
Hit the mall girl I got enough to spend
And you could go home to him, I ain't hating him
'Cause see you just my
Real Hot Girl shit, ah
(And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it)
Ay, bitch, I'm a problem nobody solvin'
You can keep hating, I'm poppin'
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