Lyrics:
the two of us girls ya know I love you more
It took me by surprise I must say
When I found out yesterday.
Don't ya know that I heard it through
more
Yeah, uh! uh! some more
(Stick that thang out) Some more
Uh! uh! some more, skeezer
(Stick that thang out) Some more
Hold it, Yeah, uh uh, some
my life
For ever o ho ho
O baby just come on and stand by me
And be my love
O baby just come on and hold on my hand
And we walk till the end
O baby
ain't got class
But we got chemistry
Can't get rid of me
And if you touch my brothers
It's going down like a ninny beat
Same phone, who tf is this
Hold up
soaring
Higher til we’re high enough to
See the world, embrace our futures
Although
you won’t be by my side
Ho-oh-ho oh-ho
You know that I still love you
These niggas folded like some clothes
Unk been gone since 94, you ain't send shit to your lil' bro
I got your whole name and you still left your junior in
There ain't nothing like black pussy on my dick
Word to the motherfuckin' DJ Quick
I'm playin' hos like dominoes
Slappin' bones
AMG's
hit em wit, numerous
Shots with the fo'-fo'
Faggots wanna talk to Po-Po's, smoke em like cocoa
Fuck rap, coke by the boatload
Fuck dat,
All you must hold on to is you, is you, is you
One day all them bags gon get in your way
One day all them bags gon get in your way
I said one day
places
It's a wonder, it's so clear
By a fountain, climbin' mountains
As we'll hold each other near
Sippin' wine, we try to find
That special magic
hit em wit, numerous
Shots with the fo'-fo'
Faggots wanna talk to Po-Po's, smoke em like cocoa
Fuck rap, coke by the boatload
Fuck dat,
a hold sum
Unk told me to chill he said nigga you the chosen one
I had to listen probably act the way I act
Cause it was somethin' that I was missin
I was
fuck 12 Nigga free my unk
Yea we still got it tell em bitch free zo
Young Nigga trap wit that shit by the sto
We Know it ain't good yo price too low
Try
up
Put ya body in the tr-unk keep goin now
New York, and all the way to Cali and
The South'll make ya ju-ump
Don't touch the boy, yup!
Hold up,
get to spend time together
Just you and me never mind the cheddar
And though we barely speak on the phone
Could tell by your tone, you hate bein'
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Nah run it back
Hold on
Heard she wanna bop like Diddy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
I'm knockin' down doors, let's get it
If you talkin' dough, I'm
names and make fun of you
(Ho) But me the Lyte
I'm into speakin the truth
Like a watchtower, hour by the hour
Lyte is rhymin, perfect timin
Milk keeps
to pardon me hold up
I need to answer my phone some ho calling me
I'm clean in this bitch
Players only live uno
Ralph Lauren all the way to
The ground you
I stagger in the gathering possessed by a patter-in
That be scattering
Over the global my vocals be traveling unraveling my abdomen
It's slime
Yeah and I can't even lie
You can tell by my red ass eyes that I'm high
I'm doin' sign language, screamin' fuck the other side
Flawgin' ass niggas
shit, Long Beach Boulevard, I knock shit
Gettin' money, fuckin' bitches
And you already know, dope come first, you gotta hold
Gettin' money, fuckin'
out her mind
Put on AP, and I wear by the two
Gossipin' bitch, she can't hold in the truth
I hit 'em both from the back, by the two
I flew
the spot, niggas better hold it down (yeah ho)
I just bought a spaceship that just might roll around (yeah ho)
Nigga I just caught a lick then bought
might stop by and let that lil' bitch lush
I pull up and chop at your cousin, your bus
Lil' nigga, you know what it was
You know what it is, you know
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