Lyrics:
from Belly
Tell me
Who can I trust
Not myself
I dream a verse
Then wake to compose the day
Envisioning of Mariama’s face
Poster made
College fling
Fresh
that's why I beat it up
No, this ain't no fling, don't gotta ask, I'm just gon' eat it up
Brought her out to Ruth Chris, barely ate, take home, I'll heat
decagon
St Thomas we no pet now man .
Bwoy them a tuff up them face like rock stone
Fling shot in a man make it crack bone
Bad a foreign and you know say me
you
Dick too blessed, roaster got a few
Niggas patiently waiting in the wings
Praying to be my next fling
Dick dig deep down in ya soul
Just like
been through the hurt
My soul is at peace, my heart is pure
So don't come around if you're unsure
I'm lookin' for love, not just a fling
I need a man who
color like Berger
Show me yo color color color, with pain and powder
Den me wah yo spins dem down and up, high in the sky
Kick yo shoes dem off and fling
thinking 'bout a fling
Took it to my friends and they said, "don't do it!
He's messing with your head," should've listened to it
Ran into a red and I
yeah (Like I'm Cobain)
When that cocaine she's my new fling, yeah
(She's my new fling)
I'm a weed dank, yeah (Weed dank)
I'm not joking, yeah (I'm not
becah' the clip bigger
When demon pickney step out
Mi fling sum shot inna yuh suck pussi mout'
Look inna me gun
Tell me what you see
My team full
Verse2
Cocky fi long like ding Dong hand weh a fling
Love the buddy like pop corn family song weh him sing
Mi style new pan the road like rygin king
the start I was gonna break your heart
This time it's over
Jk I'll see you next October
When we will repeat our little fling
And pretend It's not a sin
I
Real short attention span, you know man
Parties in her head leave her eyes jam
Tears ran down cheek lane hell she would keep flings
Gave it up for
Dem fling dem bling fi get di ting dem walk and swing
Nuff man no care, no food fi share, me seet I swear
He bring di chick and tell her seh a no full
a loud shantalama
To every church girl weh nuh shy an' a follow back
A ask mi everytime if me come from Rabalac
A tell me seh she might fling ih roun' har
Don't have no time to unwind and relax
This is the time for us to enjoy
Christmas season is a season of joy
So forget your sorrows and fling out your
a fucking Viking, call me bad rap king
In this fucking rap ring, I'm the goat that fling
You're the bitch that stink, amma let that sync
I can feel that
thinking how can I prove that I'm not a fling
She's got me singing lullabies and bitch I do not sing
Man all I wanna fucking do is grab an axe and swing
from being king
Ima have to dub her that shit was all just a fling
I gotta reach me some dreams Getting t'd with the team
Getting lit is how we be
We
that I could make It
Off of the vibe that I bring
Trust me it's more than a fling
I just be doing my thing
Niggaz be calling me spring
It's something
from top and mek ih stay deh
Yuh love when mi turn yuh dah way deh
Bend fawud den yuh fling it back
And mi a Beat up di sitn like cricket bat (yea)
Fi 6
baby beat it up
Verse 3
Dis yah p***y too good mi nuh wah yuh fi ramp wid me
Fling cock inna mi hole, mi will tek it baby
Mek mi scream an moan yea
eso. Gi you money, gi yuh US and Peso.
Gal mi nah mi nah nah lego, tell dem a di general seh so.
Trinidad gal dem, Santo Domingo gal dem fling it deso
ova me body say him have a crush
A mussi true me pretty and di likkle kitty buff
No dirty body me nuh wah nuh cruff
Before me fling it up di house yuh
nonchalant, never more than a little fling
I was there a lot nonstop
I had a soft spot
And I almost got caught up
But
You pulled a lot of shit and you started
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