Lyrics:
should I wish for?
I av two bitches that wish to be my wife
Don't you all make the same noise
Yea
Is unusual come through I be the suspect
Yea
This party
on top, on top, on top, on top eh
Look at how she make it move like jelly man
You know I gotta get a shock wit this daddy can
You can have a brother coming
Yeah, last year was not practise year
Let's get more number 1's and more plaques this year
I say a lotta blurry lines, let's talk facts this year
drove before
Because I can tell by the way she ride that stick,
That she ride that dick like a rodeo eh
On top while I'm huggin' them thighs,
tight like an airplane bathroom
Talk out your mouth piece, baby pah
The baby A-are will make it hot like South Beach
I move like, Bin Laden armed with
tight like an airplane bathroom
Talk out your mouth piece, baby pah
The baby A-are will make it hot like South Beach
I move like, Bin Laden armed with
only question, uh
Usher Raymond IV, Confessions
Ferra let me come through and hit when I was alone and stressin'
Yeah, 'cause when this music shit
to get this girl
Girl you know I see in your eye
I'm checking you, you're checkin' me
We both can see it's meant to be
Come chill with your man AV
Let's
Like Usher let it burn, like a perm
Say she got some good brain
I say well shit I need to learn
See I straight hit the block like Big Worm
Jiffy peanut
we do that often
Two bad bitches, thick like horses
Let 'em snort cocaine at a party
Leave 'em stiff like rigor mortis
Don't try to race, this car
with me, shawty, I'm just tryna flex (Flex), yeah yeah
It's Tory
Come fuck with me, I put you in Givenchy
I'll make it late night, you can let your
of love, you so delicious
I'ma make you my missus
All these candy-coated kisses, you my strawberry shortcake
That ass'll make me catch a charge and miss
Baby ride ride
Masserati Bugatti
Ride to the beat slide to the beat Drop it on me damn she a freak
Head by ya feet don't make a peep
And girl you be
(Tell it to these niggas)
Let it burn like Usher
My whip got her blushing
She Gon let me touch it
Touch my body, She get naughty
When we the leave
edge of the world
Light and air find some new deepness there and usher down the sky
Where one stands by and tries make sense of it
But try measure
the earth
Tell me what your soul is worth
How much money do you make?
How much will you let me take?
I will give you tranquilty
Just send your wealth
Umpteen hours
Since you put it on my face or
Or let me put it down
I can't wait no more
Tired of FaceTime
We need to make time
So we can play some
And get
make you explode
I'm a player by nature, I'm a mack by choice
And I'ma make your body moist from the sound of my voice
I got a hell of a resume for
to hear right here
[P. Diddy]
Come on, a come on now
[Loon]
This is what they want to hear right here
[Chorus - Loon]
Yo, relax your mind, let your
you when I was cleaning out the deep fry?
Didn't wanna swing by
Hoes saying he's fine, yeah right
Saying that I wanna fuck, she lying, she trying
I
the Cayenne
I told the judge, "Fuck it", I'm goin' on the run
You want it, my dawgs'll look out for the bond
And I'm gettin' by, let 'em choose sides
We
pinning ya down
Gasping for air
By the end of the round yea
Make scene in the car
The windows fogging
Everything being captured like we Vlogging
In that
make sins kinda fun on the low
Know they can't keep up i'll put on a show
Peep all the sucka shit ready to BLOW
Iced out toes
Iced by ones and twos
Illest in the game, GED with the flame (Q)
First off, let me get this shit cleared
Any nigga talk, prolly get his shit smeared
Back in the trunk, next
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