Lyrics:
a no no
When she was interviewed
She treated big donnie like dinner food
Was listening to the carter iv interlude
When she was done I was deflated
a no no
When she was interviewed
She treated big donnie like dinner food
Was listening to the carter iv interlude
When she was done I was deflated
swagger was her dagger; she sashayed my way and gave me her math told me told to call her. I lured into her trap. Hypnotize by beauty this short cutie said
you can tell by my face boy
That bad bitch she call me hellboy
Bitches want my dick they can call my cell, boy
I just wanna bitch I can call my playboy
your friends know
I only call you when it's half past five
The only time that I'll be by your side
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When
me a barista
I be pouring bottles imma drink it by the litre
She always call me daddy when I call her mamacita
The way you keep on looking at me make
there's a smile when the pain comes
The pain gonna make everything alright, alright yeah
She talks to angels
Says they call her out by her name
Oh
She ain't looking for a nigga, all she wanna do is fuck
I tell her call me when she ready, get the dick all in her guts
I can tell that she hydrated
bling-bling, ah bring me wuleap ah asset ('set) (yup, word)
But when me check it out, she ah di angel of death (death) (uh-huh)
Yo, she one of them freaks that
walk she like the way i talk
An when my phone ring she no its a money call
Taking money calls cus the placing orders kuddy riding by deuce n a quater
her first apartment, right out of college, she once had a neighbor call the cops because the screaming was so bad. There was that other time, too, when
MOTIVATED BY THE LOST SOULS
(LOST SOULS)
MY JACK LBJ IT GET ALL CALLS
(ALL CALLS)
BACK TO THE CRIB SHE ON ALL FOH
BACK TO THE CRIB SHE ON ALLLL FOH
BACK
BY THE LOST SOULS
(LOST SOULS)
MY JACK LBJ IT GET ALL CALLS
(ALL CALLS)
BACK TO THE CRIB SHE ON ALL FOH
BACK TO THE CRIB SHE ON ALLLL FOH
BACK
expect nothin from no guy
She plays aggressive but she's still shy
But you'll never know her softer side, by lookin' in her eyes
Knowin' she can do for
named
Some of ya'll have seen her by my side
In the ride and her demeanor is wild
When I get drunk and I get a little too high
She like screamin'
(Hey, hey) She had her eyes on the prize as the girl next door
You grow up quick when ya grow up poor
It's the only way to LA that she knows
you were only kidding
That way she'll know that it's
Really, really, really, really me, me
Call me when you try to wake her up
(Call me when you try
Yea, so we got this tune called "for women" right
Originally, it was by nina simone
She said it was inspired by, you know
Down south, in the south,
got to do right
Who she talk around just know she real precise
Saying that you got her guess it sound nice
Want to call up heaven on the phone and tell
Ménage a trois if the bitches let me, and I think they gon' let me
One just call me Papi seconds later it's bukkake
She move too A.K.A. First bitch let
love)
Stunting like you (all thug)
We was (switching numbers)
She looking at you when I walk by
you turn your head, she winks her eye
I can't help if
by the hand
Till I saw you leaning her against your door
Never meant to call, never meant to call
Never meant to call when she's in your room
Never
whose to care
And I go by the Lord, anywhere she's on my way
But I don't belong there
No, I don't belong to her, I don't belong to [Incomprehensible]
my room
It's like flowers and mint gum
She smell like perfume
She's my dirty laundry when we hide beneath the covers
And I don't just think I like her
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