Lyrics:
your Can-Am come ride me
We don't have to take it slow
And I wanted you to know
I wanna take my time ya know
I'll stay by your side for sure
I wanna do
me)
I don't wanna disrespect
I'm gonna tell an old tale
(Well, sexuallity have been always a truble for me
Please hear my first moments)
Sex and sex
on the range, catch me at the range
Practicin' my aim, gat you in your brain, shame
They thought I was backpacks, slept
Didn't know that he kept inside
*I don't wanna go back I don't wanna go home
I just wanna stay here in this paradise with you*
instrumental
So keep
face
Leavin' you bloodier than a MaxiPad
Crayola crayons, they'd have to Color Me Badd
So play like a midget and forget it
'Cause I put oil
came up lower middle class, not poor
So don’t feel sorry for me
I don’t need y’all to love me
I need y’all to feel me
And if you feeling froggy to leap
and marry a man!
Who wanna do a shot? (We do)
I'm gonna get fucked up (Me too)
We came for a week, we are kings of the beach,
Spread water on the girls
Buttnaked dressed in nothin but pearls
You wanna meet me cause ya, know I'm freaky
And ya, wanna eat me cause ya, say I'm sexy
Got a man in Japan
Lock And Drop It
Cuz’ Gurl You BADD
Verse 2
Up In Here;
It’s A Whole Lotta Cutie Pies
But Damn You Killin’Em Baby
With
a damn
Cause damn is ya baby gone
Do whatcha wanna do
But try to do the right thing
If its the right thing
Then go on
Do the damn thing
I know you get
"Let's take this to the bedroom" I say "How come? Are you sleepy?"
You say you wanna do me with no promises or strings
I say "Can't wait to kiss more
was Farmer
Shorty got the death wish, I wish to die
But when I try, it just goes by
You couldn't kill me because I can't kill myself
And if I got
If you know me, know this ain't my feng shui
Certified everywhere, ain't gotta print my resume (Takeoff)
Talkin' crazy, I pull up andele
R.I
handbags
chenellin her dress
and when im in ya crib
im slidin out her ribs
and she tell me the rest
but i tell her whtever
next time i drop by ima leave u
alive
But I only like dead rappers
Compare me to the best rappers who died
And you rappers I used to look up to
I gotta cancel you now
Like Simon
lovers but live like enemies?
Fix me, fix me a new cure for us
One that's stronger
One that will ease the pain
I wanna be loved by you
I wanna be
To gеt away from all the
Bad ideas peoplе tell me like
You should take it easy
Baby, you should take it easy
So I'm in an Uber Black
'cause I wanna
I think your blood would taste so nice
Holding hands in the moonlight
I let you choke me during sex
Then let's get high and self reflect
Watching
rocks, the young nigga cook up
Narcotics got drastic, seen 'em niggas you blated
Wantin' me in a casket on the grind coppin' plastic
Yeah, nigga I
The problem with me is I'm the heart of the streets
Niggaz callin' for peace, they can't even call the police
If I ain't better than you I'm harder to beat
I wanna kiss hold and caress you
Girl ion wana stress you
I ve been thinking if we could sex too
Only if you want to
Open up your mind
I wish you
caught up by the side of her breastses
She'll murder you while eating your breakfast
You'll die wanting to try how good her sex is
Baby's shit wiggle
sprong dude
Shit, I'm fin to get her might emit her, what you gone do? (wha?)
I tell you what, we wont be fallin for that one, two
Just kinky sex up off
me the Doc say when, say when
(When)
Inspired by Basquiat, my chariot's on fire
Everybody took shots, hit my body up
I'm tired build me up
Break me
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