Lyrics:
bitches i just want pussy
I just want money, ain't nothing funny
Y'all niggas keep laughing chopper gone dump
We gone tell'em
When it come to that walk
Sweet grove
Ow, Ooh
Near the meadow over head
And I ain't gonna go
And I ain't gonna go
And I ain't gonna go, back
Combusting into blue flames
Inner world
Sweet grove
Ow, Ooh
Near the meadow over head
And I ain't gonna go
And I ain't gonna go
And I ain't gonna go, back
Combusting into blue flames
Inner
on the dash
Lean your seat back
Man I swear there ain't nothing looks better than that
Sweet tan, little thing with nothing to do
I wanna take a little ride
Walk by faith, you appear
I've gotta live in stereo
I quit, I fold, I'm done
Trying to scale Everest
Sherpa-less
Ain't fun
The best-laid plans
life can taste sweet like
Lemonade lemonade lemonade
Taste sweet like lemonade
I'm just riding the waves as they take me
Ain't no need to lay still by
I ain't tripping over nothing
I just flip it keep it coming
People pushing on my buttons
I ain't giving for nothing
I remember having nothing
I
favor, give you a flavor that you gone savor
I pack a punch, I'm sweet and sour just like now and later's
I live by the code, I die by the code
Won't catch
Put your pretty pink toes on the dash
Lean your seat back
Man, I swear there ain't nothing looks better than that
Sweet tan, little thing with
on the dash
Lean your seat back
Man I swear there ain't nothing looks better than that
Sweet tan, little thing with nothing to do
I wanna take a little ride
crooks, you gotta learn to respect the jokes (I said Hands Up!)
Everything ain't cruise to fame, this shit ain't sweet as it looks (I said Hands Up!)
one came oh God, sweet one came oh Lord
Never expected it ooh la la
Tryna preach to nations, and souls in the can like tango
Christian boy I'm nothing
and
Everybody want to ball
But everybody ain't trill
So we ain't fuckin' with y'all
Say, nigga ain't got shit to hide
I ain't got nothing to prove
We ain't got
sleeps on a bench at night
A little man the world has left behind
He ain't bitter, he ain't sweet
Makes his living on the street
Never knowing what he's
Put me to work, I get it done
Ain't none of this sweet, Ain't no honey bun
Shawty a freak, I get it numb
Asking to speak, I don't say nun
Been down
He's got all the money
And a young man ain't got nothin' in the world these days
I said
Ain't got nothing
Got sweet nothing
Everybody knows that
He's got all the money
And a young man ain't got nothin' in the world these days
I said
Ain't got nothing
Got sweet nothing
Everybody knows that
MY SEXYGIRL
Written By Anthony Thomas Sr.
Produced by Ras Fiery
INTRO TALK:
Ahhhh…
MY SWEET SEXY GIRL
YOU MEAN THE WORLD TO ME
MY WHOLE WORLD
I
goin you ain't knowin' how much money you spent
But in the real world you surrounded by these ladies and gents
Who hang around you cause you be buyin'
Nowadays if you're the young man
You ain't got nothing in the world these days, I said
You ain't got nothing
They got sweet fuck all
a bottle
Ain't droppin nothing
The hoe gonna swallow
Then fuck you to death
Like she fucking herself
And really don't need your help by a god damn
pay like you weigh
You could come by, shit you can't say
That my girl Mya sing what I can't even say, c'mon
'Cause ain't nothing going on but
but I ain't where I should
The struggle makes the success taste so good
Bitter with the sweet in the streets where I'm left at
You know my come back
You're nothing special to me
The sky don't look grey since you left
Time seems to go by too quickly
And I'm being all by myself
Roses ain't red
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