Lyrics:
There's no emotion on my face 'cause I'm numb
You see me everywhere you look, no, you can't hide or run (yeah, Lil Uzi, whoa)
Everything I said
Messing
had a proposition
If we all brand together, there ain't no stoppin' this shit
Come up with aliases, bipolar opposites and
Be ready to come off
year-old lady, she looks pretty good to me
I'm 49, drinkin' white wine
Not goin' out with no 19 year-old chickities no more
From now on I got my 39
a movie star
She stared at me and it was turning me on
She said she worked in a beauty salon
I heard a voice inside me say
She ain't pretty she just looks
Went to Carvel to get a milk shake
This honey ripped me off for all my loot cakes
The car oh yeah there's money in my jacket
Somebody broke into
brand together, there ain't no stopping this sh-
Come up with aliases, bipolar opposites and
Be ready to come off the top as sharp precision
If you got
a fit, anytime she walks by.
This woman would be dangerous, if she had a mind.
When Blondie tells you what you want to hear, don't waste your time.
(like repossession)
Belive that
By the way that you scream my name
I put a talk that you ain't been claimed
Now you up in here with that lame
from wrong
It's all its all, she deserves more
Red lipstick bo', French press col'
You know she queen bee by the way she wear her gold
Honey
said "Cluck, I don't give a shit
If your girl kneel down and suck my dick"
It all happened and the guy tried to choke her
Nigga didn't care, she ain't
be this love-struck
But if you ain’t by my side it’s looking fucked up
That’s pretty fucked up ain’t it yo
Oh whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
I just need you
she ain't got the brains, she can't be a ten (woo)
Bob the Builder, I'm the handyman (woo)
Fabo, Laffy Taffy, Candyman
'Cause I been snappin' since
soul sisters
They were sippin' sodas
And the other look caught their companions
On the dance floor
They were doin' the Collin's shuffle
Pretty
a beautiful lady, on and on
She drives me crazy, on and on
And there's no ifs no maybes
She goes, on and on, ooh, yeah
Like a volcano she erupt
Blowin' up my
to write you sooner, but I just been busy
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call your
the Chi comma Illinois
My crew make more noise than yours
Fifteen a night on tour, make 'em sick with no cure
As she sits by the bar she sips Cristies
And now I know "Spanish Harlem" are
Not just pretty words to say
I thought I knew but now I know that rose trees
Never grow in New York city
want it
Baby, you got it (just bust a move)
If you want it
You got it, uh
If you want it
Baby, you got it, mh
In the city, ladies look pretty
she say, I grab the latex
Off of me, and throw it away to be safe
And I give her the getaway-look and I say softly
We gotta move, my bus is leaving
to write you sooner, but I just been busy
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call your
a mile
And all her friends tell her she's so pretty
But she'd be a whole lot prettier
If she smiled once in a while
'Cause even her smile looks like
waitin' upstairs
Girl, you fuckin' lyin', I ain't talkin' Cujo, ayy ayy
Why won't you let me inside so I can take you there? Ooh
Those lines belong in
you must pick it up by 7
Or you'll have to pick it up tomorrow by 11"
Wait a minute I got a meetin' at 6
There's no way, I can't pick it up by 7-ish
her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
'Cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost
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