Lyrics:
won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?) Feel on each other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the party begin
Peeps
I make big money
I drive big cars
Everybody know me
It's like I'm a movie star
But late at night something ain't right
I feel I'm being tailed by
at her
(I'm so far away, I'm so, all I wanna)
(How I wanna touch) look at lil mama, man look at her
(I'm so far away, I'm so, all I wanna) that ain't my
I make big money
I drive big cars
Everybody know me
It's like I'm a movie star
But late at night something ain't right
I feel I'm being tailed by
disappear, click
I need to hit her with a brick
But that'll only lead me to a worse predicament
I hope your girlfriend ain't got you on a liquor binge
With
it feels different
Uh, I only love her if her eyes brown
Play this shit while you play around with my crown
King H-O, y'all should know by now
feels some kinda way
She doing strange things
But I ain't with the games
Just keep it a secret yo
It's cheaper to keep her bro
Two wrongs don't make
Gold all on my neck
Bathing ape on my back
Even though I'm looking from the front
I can still see that back
I got racks on racks
No I'm not
feel about her
Well I'll tell you what I know
Brown sugar love me real slow
And I don't care what my friends say
I just can't let her go
Two years
the 'trols
Swallowin' all the dope, think I'm on four
Tryna get to my ho, but the Perkies got me froze
Been doin' my baby mama wrong and leavin' her at home
years and you still don't feel like home
I gave you all the space and all my time
I gave you everything, you're never satisfied
You call me when you wanna
It's alright it's alright
It's It's it's alright
They'll never take me alive
I'm getting high with my four-five
Cocked on these suckers, time to die
so good that I can feel it in my toes (woo)
Dirty motherfucker, but that boy Elliot got me froze (yeah)
Humble as fuck, but I'll still shit on you
every time I hear that jam
Grabbed my baby right by her hand
Even if my day was going all wrong
Feel like making love with the radio on
Snatched my
long nights, long nights to get a payday (Huh?)
Finally got paid, now I need shade and a vacay
And niggas still hatin'
So much hate, I need a AK (AK)
my tank at luther's store
I might be checking' in come Sunday
'cause I know by then she'll walk the floor
She has it still inside her skull
That I am
friends, we play together
She carry my left rib, therefore we pray together
Bury me on top of her, in our graves together
Cuz when she feel pain, I know how
by the end of the year
And I still gotta deal with the 5-0
And I stopped sellin' dope in 9-0
But if I came to it
I probably still do it
Put
nas peeps)
I can't here dat 2 4 5 nigga grad at
Pass it to me sucker for love niggas I blast at
I swear my dick is gonna get me into trouble, I
black man
gone by the chrome
PT cruiser sped off and drove
On sight if I caught him alone
We gon Mob
Don Corleone
I’m a JID
But I feel like him grown
Im
still love me despite what i ride in
The rain den filled up the car while im driving
The cop behind me he hit the sirens
It was a female cop i told her
(boom, bitch)
Bitch, quit runnin', nigga, flip somethin' (ha)
I know your soft ass ain't did nothin' (oh)
I'm hittin' these hoes by the four (thot)
heart
I just want this pain for to end
I don't feel how I felt from the start
I thought you'd forever be here (yeah)
Forever by my side, I thought, I
Ridin' in a Maybach flossin'
Shawty with me wonder why I get her often
High as hell, don't want do no talking
And tell them niggas that they
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