Lyrics:
taught me with love comes pain
You love and hate the same way
And their eyes scream save me
And your heart screams take me
You want something to drive you
Juice bitch
(Sugar apple lemonade)
Juice bitch
(Tell your new girlfriend don't hate)
I got that juice bitch
(Sugar apple lemonade)
I got that juice
[Originally by Dinah Washington]
If you wanna have fun come home with me
You can stay all night and play with my TV
TV is the thing this year, this
Just keep it a hunnid, baby
Aye you 1hunnid, baby
I'm just tryna figure out why that nigga hate me
I got money and I throw it with no hesitation
my face
And them fake niggas hate, so I started different ways
And even when I'm dead and gone
My legacy'll live on
Tatoo me on your arm and tell
redefine your purpose
I might as well be driven by
Naivety, but let me find out in my own due time
Drive a car you can't afford to pay
The same five meals
mooshy, you can't mash me
You chocolate bastard with your smile, your face looks ashy
Sending detrip with a free trip to blast out outer
See this,
the player wanna bail
I hate when a nigga want problems
But I love to give a nigga shells
God protect me from the evil
Take the squad out the cheetah
make your days count
I be all about my cake, is that why you hate and doubt
Fucked this baddie with a rubber from the front, she called me daddy
Smoked
through with the navy blue pasties
Obsessed with your face but confused by your heart
These the type of feelings I'ma stop before they start
Thought I
Can't wait to fly past that old John Deere sign
Can't wait to pull into your daddy's drive
Can't wait to see that blue eyed smile
I'm gettin
you see daddy x in your vicinity
Pass the pipe, pass the j, say "what's up?"
I'm out, peace
Me (me) me and my skate, my skate, my skate, my skate
My
Come on faithful sons
We'll blow away the ballless ones
Set their long grey hair on fire
Put their fingers on a wire
Your daddy that is me
driving them gangster cars
New cars just don't appeal to me
It's 2004 and I'm a still a "G"
Cops don't want brothers loiterin'
Gangbangers drive by
round with that (shh)
So I'm lowkey nervous
Bitch I been balling
I don't wear a jersey
She got a body ain't
Touched by a surgeon
I need a drive I'm in
Fearing my conscious mind
Beyond the failure to drive away the hate
It's time to close the door again
Know that I know your name
There is no one else
proud if all you bring is bitter harm
You're proud on your filthy evil me,
Your personality is kissed by jealousy
Your hunger stilled when you have killed
Don't you call my phone
Just drive right on by my home
Cuz I've had enough of all your issues
Ah
When you're with me
I'm pulling out my teeth
I hate these
I’m such a girl for you
Playing like a baby, oh
I’ll take care of you
Oh Daddy take me off your heels
Helpless to the time you steal
For I would stay
million times ""I′ll be waiting for you""
You drive me crazy into the midnight lights
I know you are not not here by my side
But I hope you'll change your
going, bet you didn't do it by your lonesome
So I forgive my mommy, daddy, auntie and my uncles
For guilt-tripping feelings whenever they call my number
no public - it's just you and your
Snakes and me and some niggas that love me!
See you could just hate - but
Me and these niggas is grubbin!
We
I forgot to flush
Baby ask me why my piss foggy
I'm always drippin
They be asking why my fit soggy
Suckin face
Daddy ask me why my lips glossy
Sorry,
the time like a trucker
Expect us to pay for the lobster with a side of butter
Then drive her back home and the next day we sayin' we love her
We don't
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