Lyrics:
feeling shy girl
Baby girl
Uh coming clean I dey trip
And when I close my eye I dey see you for my sleep
Not one day goes by without me calling when you
are free
To destroy lives, legally
I am angry with the thoughts
That tell me I'm not good enough
That make it hard to just get by
When all I want to do
are sore
You said sex wrecks everything
He's got you captured by his ring
You've got a weakness for shiny things
You said sex wrecks everything
But
my dog lick you German Shepard want to bust off
I tell your legs and swat em, MC's having anal sex
Step around like a Tampax, and step up next
Leaving the money on drive by
8 benches to the paradise
6 friends that I sacrificed
Sex Money is still alive
Old man really paralyzed
We gonna bust it
U
even want sex no more just want your head
Kuz i got deep scars
I aint worried bout no nigga they know who we are
Just talked to my big brother told em
Daily Duppy 32 edition it's my birthday
Celebrate with
Me hang tight SOS on this though
Mikey and Mo words
I nearly broke my back trying to hold you
Verse 1
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Some of the busiest rhymes ever made by man
Are goin' into this mic, written by this hand
Are comin' out of this mouth, made by this
They'd be more than happy to ask me to repent
And, you know, go through one or two years of
Disciplinary council
Because that's what every grown adult
me to do
So what you think we should do?
I don't want nothing from you
But a night and a round or two
I'll keep it simple baby don't you get offended
him to the sky
Nigga thought he was R. Kelly, his stupid ass can't fly
Ayy, run me back, man
Ayy, run me back, man
Niggas be mad, they ain't me
What the fuck you expect when we hop out the V
I steady move gangsta, my name start with G
R. Kelly, my glock on the block,
got nothing in my chest
When I tell em "fuck love baby I just want sex"
No good but they only see my best side oohh ahh
She said "baby are you
finally stand up
They built a new forest today
And the ocean's a little bit bluer
The man two doors down is a surfer
But I can look at all this any time
Sex, money, cars
Remix
I know how you like to be in charge
I love how you flossin' me in your car
I know how you like to ride
With your lady
a knight in the dark
Gotham ain’t ready the joker unsteady
the 2 faces heard the whispers how I rock steady
that’s a 80s reference but y’all rhythm
remember young buck
I'm givin' ya'll information that you need to live on
So when they burry me please let me live on
Lay a line down like R Kelly and yellow
a pocket knife and fully loaded pistol, if you plan to rebel.
But hey,
Can you really blame me? I was taught the best things in life are free. So why must
ground ground
Cut up in soul soul by the pound pound
I'm going downtown like Julie Brown I'm the round mound
Not a rebound but like a hound I get
stressing
I got a table full of women So you know I'm flexing
ID please
She
Push P
No R kelly
She believes
She could fly
Guys right to
The Telly
200 bucks
want me)
"Are you seriously watching porn by yours-"
Creepin'
Creepin' and you won't catch me sleepin'
Sleepin', (I know you want me)
Feel it (Know you
the
Button down dickie shirt I had worn to work, boardroom gender diversity, love the way two
Ladies make out while riding in helicopter with me, executive
body on tilt
Take me for 2 G's
Even though we not married
I make love to you
You can call me Larry
Call me anything
Don't trap me with the ring
clean
Wipe wipe the slate clean
Imma wipe the slate clean
Wipe wipe the slate clean
Two clever by a half nigga listen to me clean
(Verse One
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