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would do this again
Hit my phone
I’ll be right here by you
By your side
Just the two
Of us girl
Is that cool?
Is that cool
Cuz I got plans for you
We gon’

do
She lookin' like a snack
But she lookin' like a lunch too
Cause I ain't here to waste your time
I need you here right by my side
Shawty got me

your xbox off take your ass to bed
Put your bitch in mine
As she blows my mind
I'm Rob Van Dam, I'm one of a kind
Five star frog splash
I just wanna have

the back, she always shaking ass
Rob them niggas for they shit, don't even need no mask
Aubrey, can i get a feature, ain't no need to ask
Beg for it nigga

like it's Christmas
Excuse me lil' miss can you be my Mrs.
Can you be my mrs.
I just wanna feel all your strawberry kisses
Gon' and fuck you off

Nigga better come if he just want to test me
I ain't with no internet beef so nigga skip the texting
Get to wettin' up up your lil' block with

You can’t hurt me sucka
Cuz every single lil thing hurts me sucka
Tough luck if you tryna fuck with mee
I'm paper thin bullet proof
Go on try n shoot

checking up on me you show concern and
Whenever I'm by your side I don't feel like I'm a burden
Only thing I know for certain
Feeling feeling
You you
Baby

'm daydreaming of hugs and 3 kisses
It's so dark, I still look for the light
Why you start it but know you won't end it?
I can turn these lil words to a image
You

been really busy but I ain't got a lot of business 
Got a couple racks just say I play tennis 
Lil Shorty please can I have your attention 
I'm just

Nah, I got y'all fools this time, hit it
Switch out then clips, I'm like lil bro he tried to run, huh, yea
Reach for his fye, he think he tough he

Percocets, by the load, wanna load, 1250

Top flo, eatin' Ruth Chris, I don't eat hibachi
I ah get a nigga whacked, I feel like John Gotti
Told my shorty, go

My list don't change
Cause that shit don't phase
And I need no praise
I'm the top man
Cut man, pop man, man ah rob man
All these niggas broke, never

My list don't change
Cause that shit don't phase
And I need no praise
I'm the top man
Cut man, pop man, man ah rob man
All these niggas broke, never

head then swivel
This domestic policy, I bomb atomically
Shoot catch the body cut you up, biology
Brain splatter platter see your minds psychology
Drink

the center ring
And their lies don't mean a thing
Why don't you let me try

[Lil' Rob]
You come to my town like once every week
And I can't sleep, cuz

Sneaking and geekin’ in your face, dare to do drugs
Nigga I could keep you up like a elevator stuck
Lil nigga pop out, collar shirt, Burberry buttons
Yeah,

world my lil goon
Wrong foot trippin off the wrong foot
Got it by a long shot
Call me mr sniper
We be fuckin righteous and nobody been knowin
Drinks I

they be dwelling in
Had to get they money from the banks that they rob again

But I made all my racks just by buying slaves and selling them
My grandma

I, I, I love you
When my girl, I say I, I, I love you
But just don't say it baby
You don't gotta call, I'll just hit your line

Every time you slide

.P
Y.S.N walked in the function, hitting plays in VIP
Play with Yani or Lil Key, I bet your ass gon' D.I.E
I stay with Ronald, Draco hit with Draco, with

(I'm a beast)
I'm smokin' your man, he weak
SRT, two hundred on the Jeep
Lil' bad bitch with pretty teeth
Amiri jean, hundred bones on my sneaks

forget her
Lil O a blow boy my granny say stay from 'round that nigga
That nigga be tripping (tripping)
He'll rob you right out of your sneakers (gimme

moppy, okay cool, you copy
Dare you try to rob me, turn you to a zombie
Baby, you're a lil' boy, he callin' for his mommy
In a red car, gettin' head by