Lyrics:
When he ask me why I was swerving, "I'm high, officer."
I can make it bounce by myself
I can make it bounce by myself
I can make it bounce by myself
ain't no pushin' me, bro might put you on a tee
Dot my eyes and cross my T's, bro might put you six feet or bro gon' put you on your feet
But bro can't
and
If I'm garbage, you're a bunch of maggots
Make that face, go on, scrunch it up at me
Show me the target so I can lunge and attack it
Like a, rah,
and I lie on the bench
I can always hear them talk
Me, I'm just a lawnmower
You can tell me by the way I walk
needed
Love attention when I'm passin by
See I show a little cleavage then I catch his eye
Just the thought of him eatin, I was outside soakin
Duke
Connor is alive tonight, bro! Rocky
Alive tonight, bro! Aye, y’all
Love my show when I say these names
Y’all better scream for me i
Don’t give a fuck if
the staircase
Won't you whisper soft and slow
I'm captivated by you, baby
Like a fireworks show
Drop everything now
Meet me in the pouring rain
Kiss me
While the homie here tryna get paid in advance
I'm staying on my grizzy I'm a bonafide hustler
Play me or play wit' me then I'm going find your mother
.
Here I am, baby,
Come and take me,
Take me by the hand.
Show me,
Here I am, baby.
It always ends up this way,
Me begging you every day.
battle is won
No one ever let go, I see reality show
And I'm haunted, wanted by your love
Haunted by the dreams of yesterday
Haunted, as I linger
a drink for free
Show my girls your body
I'm shakin' up the game, trying to test my luck
Living life everyday, by what comes up
Yeah, I'm working
You can't walk the streets at night
You're way too short to get on this ride
No I'm not, no I'm not, you tryna tell me that I
I gotta be home when
for your rights, even when you're wrong
And hope that at least one of you sing about me when I'm gone
Am I worth it?
Did I put enough work in?
what, you gonna die
So let me show you how you make you gaggin’
With all your crack I’m flying high
50 dollars are just not effective
Not enough to turn
they not your homies
They tryna get you baloney (yeah)
These niggas full of baloney
She see I'm runnin' a race
Save my name under Tay-K
She say,
she'd say
Buy me a rose
Call me from work
Open the door for me what would it hurt?
Show me you love me by the look in your eyes
These are
Show dedication, never show you desperate
Saint Laurent furniture, Saint Laurent dices
Give me my conscience, just take away my vices
Goin' to another
man?
Duffle bag forever
Just left V Live
Atlanta could never die as long as Tit alive
Yeah
Look, I got a big amount
I think I'm the biggest out
I'm obsessive and crazy
That's fine, you won't mind if I say
By the way
I hate that stupid old pickup truck you never let me drive
You're
the kind to ever let my feelings show
And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control
But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain
Whatever, nigga, I'm off you now
Yo' evil ass kept me well in doubt
Pussy nigga, best watch your mouth
Pussy and mouth is all you got
Lay this pussy back
the teacher´s pet
I read more in your lovin´ eyes
Than in any book from the shelf
I don´t have to tell you
You´re in a class by yourself
Kiss me, kiss me
Yeah
I've been tryna call
I've been on my own for long enough
Maybe you can show me how to love, maybe
I'm going through withdrawals
You don't
am not tripping on the way to as show
Gotta tell em bout Jesus cause they need to know
Oh no it really ain't about me bro
I shouldn't ever say that
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