Lyrics:
play it smooth
I see you walking with that thang baby what it do
She 5'2" wit a bad attitude
And she 5'4" when rocking them Jimmy Choos
I'm steady moving
Dedicated! Free my nigga Meek Mill!
D6!
I walk inside the strip club
Buy what I want then I go hey
All this snow up in my house
These bitches call
, prrra-by-by-by, hey
Prrra-by-by-by, prrra-by-by-by, prrra-by-by-by, hey
Prrra-by-by-by, prrra-by-by-by-by-by, hey
Let me here you say t dot oh (oh!)
Yeah!
Tellin me I can feel the jingle as the slow jam play
And tellin me I can feel the tingle of this Tangueray
Shavelle my belle, how you doin baby? I'm ridin
head,
it pecked my face,
bit my leg and kicked me!
This house is haunted!
Let's run away before they get us!
The thieves ran off,
never to return.
And den you let da breeze do da four play Caress her a little
And den you let da V do da horseplay
Turn da city streets to a horse race
Burn rubber
Yo check it out.
Today we're here wit basketball star Rasheed Wallace.
(Yo what up kid?)
From the... what, what, what team is that you play for
ain't really happy for me, you mad that I popped (Jesus)
F- a car, five houses like, "Look what I copped" (Lord)
Devil like, "Jesus Christ, he gotta be
mad that I popped (Jesus)
F- a car, five houses like, "Look what I copped" (Lord)
Devil like, "Jesus Christ, he gotta be stopped"
I don't say
much class
But I ain't really got to when I'm drivin' an
E-Class seats made by Koala
Seat belt Coca-Cola
Diamonds on my little baby stroller
(High Pitch
go, ay lets go
It's ya boy Geezy baby
Back up on the scene
Been locked up in my house
Shoutout Covid-19
Man gold city boy
Still got the Midas touch
the cup
Look baby girl, that's what's up
Slide by my side bitch house in the cut
Put the 9 on side when I side in the cut
I shake I shook in, peep out
baby
What the fuck I'm finna say to his old lady?
What the fuck y'all mean, my son don't need a house?
My baby momma don't need safety?
And even
, no, I don't play
"Now eat the cake, Anna Mae!"
Said, "Eat the cake, Anna Mae!"
I'm nice, for y'all to reach these heights
You gon' need G3, 4, 5, 6
C L U E
Whoohoo
Just play the record Clue
Guess who's back in the motherfucking house
With two big old tities for your mouth
Heartbreakers my
I feel the Aryan in my blood, it's scarier than a Blood
Been looking for holy water, now I'm praying for a flood
It feel like time passing me by
alone, ‘cause I’m not the only one
This way is how I want to be, don’t play with me like I’m a toy
I did not want to be here, so let me be a lonely boy
up, just let the beat drop
If you don't have a house
The world's your home
And when you don't have a friend
You can play this song
I'm tryin'
baby you gone hit them high notes
Yeah so my baby tell me what you thinking
Me and you together girl what's the meaning
Said I don't wanna play I wanna
with the shit
Ahh
Baby girl take a sip
Ahh
Track em on the list
Body by the bag
Niggas bought a hit
I ain't gotta hit
Wonder why KGB shit
Ima be
Banana, pajama, I steer clear of marijuana
I used to play piano and then I started to sing
But fuck an opera class, that just wasn't my thing
Wear my $5 Tan
phone number later on gave me a holla
I popped up by her mamas so her nigga won't know nada
She took thirty minutes play me like a some kinda coward
in with me
You live too far, too far away
Yeah
By the time I get to your house, ain't got no time to play
I want to relax a while
We've been
All I want is you babe all I want is you
All I want is you baby be right by my side
Fuck all that arguing baby that shit don't mean nun
I know I be
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