Lyrics:
tweakin' for a nigga
I'm a rockstar
I like my red carpet redder than my eyeballs
She got that pep in her step
I knock her socks off
Then to the left,
way, by the moonlit bay,
When I lingered awhile, she stole my heart away,
Yaaka hula hickey dula, Yaaka hula hickey du.
Oh, I don't care if you've
water is the cure
But it's never been the cure
Oh no
And she cried her eyes out
Every night
Cause she felt like life
Had passed her by
And she cried her
the hell do they think they are,
Invading our home like that?
Grandma and I had to leave so fast,
We couldn't even catch the cat."
"The helicopter
get really nasty?
What if you screaming out callin' me daddy?
That'll be perfect
You deserve it and I feel like I can be the one for you
Ain't no way
Give her that raw dick, like my is t-raw bitch
Ima pull up flashy, diamonds is dancing
All on my neck drip nasty
She nasty, tounge ring on me like my
Okay
Yeah
I like how that starts
I like how that starts
Now this song
Is called Intimacy
I'm sure you already
Have an idea of
What its about
With
mystery I feel like shaggy (Scooby Doo)
And you not ratchet I fuck with you cause you classy
And you swallowing that nut because you nasty
I rub your body
shining
Through my ghostly hollows
And in a dream
She's waving from a train
That always leaves
To the ringing of the rain
I'm tossed in the swirling
Waves
Beat that pussy wet purple silhouettes
Purple drank and cigarettes
She is my addiction, nigga need a Nicorette
Trill-ass misses, fuck her where a nigga
like breezy with the kiss kiss
She's a keeper with the keep keep
She no want bother with the beef beef
She just wan chill by sea sea
Before she burn you
bond, son, I had that bitch down on my shit like this
Street dreams are made of these
Niggas push Bimmers and 300 E's
A drug dealer's destiny is
by, niggas like "fifty don't play son"
"yeah, somethin' really wrong with that nigga..."
Max out, I'm goin' straight for the glock
Bust a u-turn, I'm
not on a list
That's what I'm sayin', I drop science like a scientist
My melody's in a code, the very next episode
Has the mic often distortin',
a nigga up she a model
Yeah taking her on a date Monte Carlo
Yeah stacking all my bread counting guap hoe
Buy a villa by the beach feel like Pablo
Yeah way
I was tired of my lady, we'd been together too long
Like a worn-out recording, of a favorite song
So while she lay there sleeping, I read the paper
aye yuh
Then I head to new york (N.Y.)
Chopped it up wit unk, like wassup wit da boi' (my guy)
Tattoo on my body, (on god) that's how she know its me
doesn’t wanna heal
She’s like your brand new scar
Infecting all your will
Happiness
Is not a dream
That you can catch
With your old fears
Find the cure
By
#MT612 Yea
Yeeuh
Light up them candles
Bae tonight I'm on yo heels like Gucci sandals
Yea, girl send that lo
Ima come through beat it up, beat it up
Shhh
Yuh, Yuh
Yuh
Yeah
Yuh (yuh)
Shawty the way that she walk
The way that she talk
She not like no other
If you don't take the messiah seriously
to her knees when she with
B I G W I Double L I E B A N Z
Sure you wanna roll with me
Come and talk to me like Jodici
While we Listen to that Jodici
Come
top, hoe like a perm
On his thot hoe, crash and burn
Niggas soft like gummy worm
She ah nasty bitch just like ah germ
Classy bitch, Ok she going
Rock
shoes. And Dre is back from the c-p-t. Droppin' some
shit that's d-o-p-e. So f**k the p-o-l-i-c-e! And any muther f**ker that
disagrees. Stuck
scoop up your daughter
She wanna roll wit' a thug that rap, you do the math
He won't blast 'til my stacks in order
Man, lemme get 'em Free
Hove never
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