Lyrics:
to millan
G bop when the pay check lands
I vanish, i'm out
Cillet she be making it bang
Fly out the country by out some land
She wanna know what i got in my
as much as wanna
CBD for the jitters can't really handle marijuana
Mad at the world but happy with my place in it
Family full of real ones and I'm thinking
So why should I be hating on your BBL, cause I'm tryna film it on my DVD
Shawty, you know I'm the man, riding around with the can
All around like it's
(Every time that I wanna believe)
I'ma leave ya
(I kinda feel like apart of me seems)
You're a keeper
(I know you think, you all that I need)
I don't
her, she wanna have a menage a trois
I can tell by the bra [?]
Do you wish or wish upon a star?
Do you wish or wish upon a star?
We will fight when
shit
Bless me with some patience
I don't think I can take this
I don't got nowhere to be
But I don't wanna be here
Lord knows I can't swim, but I got
magazines
Stomp your DVDs to smithereens
You buy more I'll just X them too
Or I'll be forced to make an ex out o' you
And by that I mean exactly what you
by surprise
I was with her but I was with you
You squeezed my hand and we both knew
That if we didn't leave right then
Our 1 + 1 was gonna be 2
You
wanna hold hands with you
I wanna hold hands, slow dance, no pants, romance with you
Cuz
You're the only one I want in my life
You're the only one I think
that it's all about me
What could it be?
I got the sixty inch flat tv, what?
Got it like DVD, whatever you need
I got the bubbles in the tub with
getting mad at that, I need some peace, some Z’s and sleep
I know cause you are sending letters that you wanna be with me
Sorry this not a catchy song you
it's gon' burn you
I'm with the homies right now
Me and my niggas four deep in a white Toyota
A quarter tank of gas, one pistol, and orange soda
you're tired of being that chick on the side
You wanna be the only girlfriend
You wanna be the one to say, ohh, ohh
The only one they bring it home
No such thing as steady hoes
I done switched up got me playin bitches like they DVDs
She my lil baby with no money i hit it with ease
She just wanna
trying to keep my company with the girls who wanna keep me company
You know the ones who claim they over me but would much rather be under me
Is
stuff up, y'all feel good?
Yo, what the hell y'all wanna do, Syndicate, tonight, what you wanna do?
(Party!)
Randy Mac in the place to be, what you
aplenty
I'm a shock jockey
And she finna top me in my denim
Dawg ya shots sloppy
You should get ya clips and then extend 'em
Wanna give my dick to all
just let her cry like I'm Hootie
Now she's disappearing in my rear view mirror
HUMANONES
Coming to a city near you
We only fear God
We don't fear you
We
rude
I send for the head top rearranger
Go home and do the math
I'm Jme multiplied by Maxwell Ranger
Way too serious
And if you don't wanna get taken
standin' in the form amongst the children of the corn
Like the son of man stood with a crown made of thorns
The only difference is for you there'll be no
not to be a window shopper
Mama you can have Fendi, mama you can have Prada
All you gotta do is break a nigga off proper
You could be with your man,
sleep these days, cause my room feels so alone
I can't even dream these days, cause my dreams are what you own
How can I be mad at you for hooking up with
for my money
Sippin' bubbly, feelin' lovely
Livin' lovely
Just love me
I wanna be with you, ayy (just love me)
I wanna be with (just love me,
(Mbee Mbee)
(Ay ay)
(Ay ay ay)
(Yeah)
Don't need no pill to be Real
How the fuck you ain't Feeling me
Ay man I swear that's Insanity
Fucking with me
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