Lyrics:
cover back on her
Just so she can lay up in my bed (Lay up in my bed)
Now I see she done came over here, with no under clothes on
Now she finna take
they hate more
When you get it
Straight raw
So much blood
From a stain
It could paint walls
We hate law
See the kevlar
Under clothes
We was ducking po's
shows
Ever since I was a younging shit I want a rolls
And even though my friends I'm hanging with had heat up under clothes
But just like Maya Angelou
cause it's under clothes
When you see me and you see him, you better tuck yo hoe
Shoe box money better add it up
All this money better add it up
See this
and watch him fade
Chorus:
I want to tip toe through your mind
Dance with the stranger locked behind those eyes
I'm gonna slip right under your clothes
I
rain jacket
Under neath is no clothes
Had buy me some new arms
The last ones was on froze
Thinkin that I care, I told her not at all
I got college
About your Snake Tattoo
The one that you’ve got hiding
Under your upper body clothes
Well baby where you’re going
Oh honey I don’t want to know
Yet
stressed
Pack a gat and my vest
Under my clothes when I dress
Here's hopin I die the way I lived,
Straight thuggin'
Huggin' my trigger for all them
I got a .16 gauge buried under my clothes, I play
Once upon a time I could control myself
Once upon a time I could lose myself
Oh try and mimic,
So goodnight now once more
With roses roofed o'er
All tied up with boughs
Slip under the clothes
When the morning shall break
Please
Saturday night
The summer's here
Under clothes hands disappear
Buttons slip
They've gone stray
With them thoughts have gone away
Too far to see
I got a .16 gauge buried under my clothes, I play
Once upon a time I could control myself
Once upon a time I could lose myself
Oh try and mimic,
and hair and clothes
Under it all
Hello it's me
And I can stand on my two feet
Close my eyes and in one two three
I'm half way round the world
Hello it's me
Watcha wearing under your clothes?
Are you real or only almost?
Your cars and girls and diamonds and pearls
Are they really ruling your world?
So
know I know you want som'n
A little special when you get home
Well baby, I ain't wearing nothing under my clothes
I'ma take 'em off real slow
I'll
know with perfect nails and toes
A round cinnabun head under them clothes
I know you want to go and smoke out
Stay up all night and go eat
Jasmine and Jeniffer
Jaw bone in, Jessica come runs by the messenger
They all know when it come to the hoes
I get em down and they on under clothes, in them
though?
Feed the family, never trust another hoe
The gyal are undercover, under covers in their under clothes
I can't let go of my release
Words fail
postpone the end of the day
I was gone
The first time I caught a whiff of your skin
Wafting up under party clothes
Pulling me in
I was gone the first
Now when I crawl up out the Rove' I got quarters and O's
Forty-fours under my clothes, I'm drunk and blowed
And I done told them boys if they play I
to fuck, nah mama
I'm really tryna get to know
What's under your guard and not just what's under your clothes
You feel me?
And don't concern yourself
is aim it, yeah
Out the gate she want some mm-mm
Oh, you one of those (you one of those)
Paid nigga, still send the booster my size in under clothes
need me
Tying it up gets tangled
Tying it up
Tying it up
Tying it up gets tangled now
Under the water, under the flowers
Under your clothes, and under
much weed,
Got me paranoid, stressed
Pack a gat and my vest,
Under my clothes when I dress
Here's hopin I die the way I lived,
Straight thuggin'
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