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on over) By the house so we can get it going Don't act like that bitch, cause I know you hoein Could you bring your friend, the one that both like And could
and you gone meet the ditch
They be actin hood but on me I dont need to pitch
Shyt to no busters and for sure not my own people,
Must be a buster
If you
only lasted as long as my savings did, which wasn't for very long. Your bills and your landlord don't care if you're pursuing a dream. The lifestyle I
hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh)
Biggie Biggie Biggie (uh-huh) can't you see (uh)
Sometimes
're leavin'
Please give me a reason, nothin' could ever change me
I'm missin' my, baby, think I'm goin' crazy
(Why did you leave me?)
You can't leave me by
'm better off not mentioned
I say I love you and I really mean it
But then I miss treat you I feel like a demon
I lie and say that I'm not gonna leave
And I
on fire
I see you dancin' right now
I don't need to tell you that you know how
Baby, you do, oh
I say you belong
And if you dream to be free
I can
on fire
I see you dancin' right now
I don't need to tell you that you know how
Baby, you do, oh
I say you belong
And if you dream to be free
I can
words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh)
Biggie Biggie Biggie (uh-huh) can't you
day
I opened, I read it, and this is what it say
It's time for you to get yo' stack right
The bitch don't act right, whatever put that bitch on the next
wait time move to fast
If you cant answer be the one who ask
Tred green grass to the indigo stars
In they go to the past
Idiot stance
Think I had more
DON'T THINK I DON'T LOVE YOU
(Dallas Frazier)
« © '66 Blue Crest Music »
Your old cheatin' heart has finally caught you
A thousand times I told
Supposed to be, regulatin' in this rap era
Made one error up against the microphone terror
It takes two to tangle
I told Daz, "Don't worry," like Keith
Sosa Santa, don't get gift-wrapped
H-hop off the jet with the bag, that's why I'm jet-lagged
Bae you know Chief So' your daddy, come and grill your
I live in the mix (money, cars and clothes and hoes)
Yeah, she think I'm a regular rapper, I'm not
One person come tell me we fuckin', you blocked
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
by any means
I'm smoking gas no gasoline
Can't fw these phonies, Don't call me yo homie my n*gga you is an actor ugh
Call on my ruga he'll wet ya up,
Can't you feel by how I'm linked in?
(Ooh ah ah ah) once I get that twitch
That's how you tell that I been drinkin'
Think I fucked a lot of wives, the
Way
marley
Or make love to marvin gaye
But nothing compares to a keith urban
When you're driving your f-150 on the highway
When i'm laughing, when i'm crying
than buyin' 'em things
No matter how big I get, you know the grind remain
How you gon' judge, but don't know me?
You say you love me, bitch, show me
(yeah)
My bitch way too damaged, don't think God can save her (hey)
She know she protected by my ghetto angels (git)
Baby, how do I learn to love
herbs
Now I think you feel me
I freaks it, cause yo like my pimp stroll is cool
When I creeps up the sweet and jeeps blast
Tools rule the area, yo these
(come on over)
By the house so we can get it going
Don't act like that bitch, cause I know you hoein
Could you bring your friend, the one that both like
you'll never leave me
Even though my daddy, you know he blacker than the street
With a fist to match, more solid than concrete
Tell white people I
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