Lyrics:
Swaying room as the music starts
Strangers making the most of the dark
Two by two, their bodies become one
I see you through the smokey air
I'm tryin to keep from blastin' off my muthafuckin' balls
By the one in the chamber of the Glock I got in my draws
I got my cap to the side, watchin'
Money going up and down how that ass go
New beat from Bake shake that cake for the cash flo
Money going up and down how that ass go
New beat from
shit at the door
Pretty face, little ass
I can make that shit go
But my bitches ass fatter, I'mma get em' to the floor
1-2, shake 'til you blue
I'm
right but it feels so wrong
Goddamn it, I'm drunk
Don't turn the lights on
I don't need y'all to tell me when to go home
2, 3, 4 in the morn'
It's
another ****
Bitch I ain’t come to play by any means
I gotta get it like **** yea I’ma have a couple’s M’s stashed before I pass away nigga
All my niggas
girls get down on the floor, on the floor
Make them girls get down on the floor, on the floor
By the time I hit the door I saw hoes on the floor
Check 1 2 ,1 2, 1 2
You like that
Uh, bitch gon' get down on the flo'
You ain't gettin' paper what you twerkin' it fo'?
All I see is a bunch
whip
Then I'm in between the sheets, say I'm flipping the script
With two bad foreign woman: dual citizenship
'Rese!
After we leave this club, it's
right but it feels so wrong
Goddamn it, I'm drunk
Don't turn the lights on
I don't need y'all to tell me when to go home
2, 3, 4 in the morn'
It's
nigga get knocked
A couple hours later when it's time to get funded
Ten percent of food stamps cost you fo' hundred
I had to use a alias cause I'm
right but it feels so wrong
Goddamn it, I'm drunk
Don't turn the lights on
I don't need y'all to tell me when to go home
2, 3, 4 in the morn'
It's
2:
She say that I'm handsome, she want me to hold that pussy Ransome, I said I gotta go she threw a tantrum, so I hit it then I turned into a phantom,
Yeah im on the top flo im on some bossman shit
Bad bih lookin' at me ima have to slay that bih
And i start rockin' this purple cause that's what im
me once I get goin'
Put a can in my hand, man, I'm wide ass open
The tick-tock of that clock is like a time bomb
By half-past-ten, I'm half past
me
Always remember I'm by your side
Always remember I'm by your side
I got two kids of my own now
They grow up so fast
And how I wish you did
look pretty
Elevated Smart and Witty
Bounce that Ass and Rub your titties
PBC and Conceited like Flo Milli
I'm the Top bitch in your city
Lame ass Hoes
This time I'm walkin' to New Orleans
I'm walkin' to New Orleans
I'm gonna need two pair of shoes
When I git tho' walkin' me blue
When I get back
(Two Fr woo woooo woo woooo)
(Primetime Turn this bitch up)
Santa Claus said that I'm drippin (Santa Claus said that I'm drippin)
To the Flo from
it on the flo
You down by twenty nigga, we done upped the sco
Give me two thumbs up if y'all like this, let me fit
And get these bars off right quick
you're here by my side
You're as close to me as two is to three
And the door is still open to my heart
(I'm not ashamed to cry)
(It's better than
gettin' tipsy off the wiskey
2002 be sceered, cause I'm runnin' this shit this year
Haters 'n haters you better be clear
Or you'll be kissin' my pussy
my game
I let 'em hang to the flo', snot on the snow
And full of kicked on rivals, it's for survival, in the intestines of the city
'Cause the game's
or two
But I won't miss it anyway
Because as long as the majority
Of shit gets fat
I'm cool to give myself a little slack
See I've been doin this too damn
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