Lyrics:
more so we flew to Miami
I know it takes some time to put more trust in a guy
Take it slow like a xanny
Mmh
But she wanna ride it
I can just tell by
Like a slick disc and twist
Buster boy Bobby, socking all y'all is a hobby
Got 'em lounging in the lobby
Automatic tacts automatically cause tragedies
like a threat, if you mean business you mean business tell 'em pull up that's a bet (pshh)
I'm a hot boy I'm a hot boy (Ha)
I'm a hot boy I'm a hot boy
the morning
Them boys diss me in the night
I get 'em clapped by the morning
Got the money clubbin' on the
Dollar stackin' and joinin'
In the back of this
needs
There's nothing in this world
There's not another boy that could make me feel so sweet
Cos me love life's so right
When she hold me so tight,
blasting
Turn his white tee red like that boy democratic
Said it was smoke ash tray now he ashes
Skip a Ho if she lame won't go to her classes
Off wock
bankrolls
That’s all I know
Don’t tell me to stop all the violence
He want it, a rough one
Well I act the score like a pirate
Predictin’ my future, like
give em clues
See by the look on the face they be tryna replace me they bluffin they don't wanna shoot
Easy to tell when they average you ain't a factor
of people say it's bad for my health
But myself, I stay fuckin' with y'all
It's the Cult Leader
The smoke eater that grow weed
A hoe beater, yeah
I beat 'em
much cash
I bought a new Lac and put it on chrome, without touching my stash
Like Lil Flip I can do that, Excursion candy blue tha?
Twenty two that
like me, I know she just want to get it
Had to kick the bitch out 'bout playin' with me
I ain't friendly, they know I ain't linkin' with 'em
Runnin'
liquor and them Xans
She gon' have to fuck
Lips soft but she love a hard dick on 'em
When I pull that boy out
She wanna lick on him didn't have rubber
Keep playin' with me boy don't push your luck
Don't push your luck won't double up
Don't you spill that double cup
One shot two shot set 'em up
Too far
face expressions say she thinkin' too hard
And I could just tell by the vibe (what's wrong?)
She wanna fuck with me, I'm knowin' she's scared
She say
and kissed
But things like these don't happen to dudes like me
Because I'm more Coldplay than I am Ice-T
They say that good girls love bad guys and that might
me, everyday pay day
Bet you the girl that I lost it to
Tell bitches she hit it first
Just like she Ray J
I swear that she work at the club
Now I threw
continent
He got that boy, you know how hit it they cryin' now
With a whole lot of tall essentials
Runnin' up, he been turnin' 'em up and he ready for war
tell that boy to relacks chill, yeah
That is a fact
He keep on capping that boy gon get wacked yeah
Flip it & stack
She in all black and she look like
a nigga pop
That pussy like a real, oh yeah
Bad boy, you's a bad boy
I love the bad boys, why I love the bad boys?
You's a bad boy bad boy, you's a bad boy
never tell you what I think
I'ma tell you what I know, I done seen them boys do it
After it happened, it never happened
Get rid of anything that can
Space Age
[Chorus 2X:]
Don't flex baby
I want to see you toucha toes in that dress baby
Bounce it up and down like we having sex baby
Give me
me, that's when she get the wettest
Styrofoam cup and that's Codeine infested
Drinkin' the syrup like I'm under the weather (ooh, ooh)
I put you
a young boy tweakin
You can tell he a bitch by the way that he speakin
She talkin crazy so I had to cut it
My heart freezin like the COD map Summit
She
lookin alright, yeah what up, pap'?
'Cross the room throwin' signals, I'm throwin' 'em back
Flirtin', 'cause I digs you like that
Peep baby boy style,
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