Lyrics:
with another
But this was supposed to be mine
Two little children that look like their daddy
With the same smile and the same eyes that shine
that Henny, Barcardi
Look how she rocks her body, I love how she moves when she rocking on me
See that girl, she a keeper, she a bad B, she a diva
Chill
intensas (uhhh)
Te voy a decir cosita' nasty
Las mano' por el panty
Como dice plan b, dulce como candy (ahh)
Quítate la ropa y ponte como Dios te
be the very thing that'll suit ya
I'm gonna see that you be back home in thirty days
Oh thirty days (thirty days!)
Oh thirty days (thirty days!)
a white supremacist
But still we rise, yeah, Obama was better
I pledge allegiance to black, yeah, Wakanda forever
Black, they tryna kill us B, it's
nine tucked
We Jay and B, if you ask me to define us
Remember I was broke as shit, I only had like 5 bucks
Flipped the lil parlay, we on the run, they
I went downtown to see my lady
She stood me up and I stood there waiting
It'll be alright
When the morning comes
Now I'm up in the air with
the block like a swing pole
I'ma do my thing and I ain't worried if the rings on
Always been grounded
Came from dirt like a fucking Rose
Big B, I ain't never
have a backup plan B, whoa Always bout that, yeah, bro
Don't want a kid, plan B with the bitch If she tries to have a kid, yeah, I ain't with
her shit
double B, Huh
Got a new honey
I call all my bitches bubble bees
Three EPs in the vault
Y'all niggas cannot fuck with me
Balenci and the Rick
I don't fuck
It's just the way that I feel about tomorrow
I'll be sad and alone all the time
It's just the way that you said you don't love me anymore, then
Be our guest
Be our guest
Put our service to the test
Tie your napkin round your neck, cherie
And we provide the rest
Soupe du jour, hot hors
Do me wrong, do me right
Tell me lies, but hold me tight
Save your good-byes for the morning light
But don't let me be lonely tonight
Say
influenced and I ain't trippin' 'bout it (woo)
Throw that cap drip off in the garbage (throw it)
Chuckin' my B, but I'm ridin' on Slauson (baby)
Fuck with
I'll be home for Christmas
You can plan on me
Please have snow and mistletoe
And presents on the tree
Christmas Eve will find me
Where
sent her to the crib
She want me to leave in, that's her plan A
She might need a plan B, i came to fuck the game
She know that i came to win, right up
I wonder if I'm being real
Do I speak my truth or do I filter how I feel?
I wonder, wouldn't it be nice
To live inside a world that isn't black
Maybe this time, I'll be lucky, maybe this time she'll stay
Maybe this time, for the first time, love won't wander away
She's gonna hold me fast,
the snow
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white
Shoot him with a glock glock glock glock
Shoot him with a glock glock glock
Fuck him with that cock cock cock cock
With that cock cock cock cock
Yeah
B,
your chances
Looking for
Girls who want boys
Who like boys to be girls
Who do boys like they're girls
Who do girls like they're boys
Always
the Queen
And I wish I could have all he has got
Wish I could be like David Watts
Fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, fa
Fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, fa
You don't understand, you don't understand
What you do to me when you hold his hand
We were meant to be but a twist of fate
Made it so you had
If you want me to stay
I'll be around today
To be available for you to see
I'm about to go
And then you'll know
For me to stay here I've got
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