Lyrics:
Just want to add something new to the list
What it do baby girl
Get on the dance floor
Will you put your drink down
Come and dance with me
Money
new shoes
ain't studying nothin' lesser than them 22's
Actin a fool, by the hip-hop and the music
Doin tricks, hittin switches like (uh uh uh)
All us
Tell me, what's on your mind when your tongue's in the pussy?
Is it marriage? (Damn, this bitch is bad)
Baby carriage? (Damn, I love that ass)
Shit
ain't come to party muh'fucker just sit down
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up
She's bad, she's bad, she's bad I know
a way to bring out the best in me baby
Bring out the best in me
2 years flew by
I went missing like a phantom
But I still think we make a good tandem
satisfied with one plate, bae give me seconds
Dont be embarrassed by a queef its a gift from heaven
Bad bitches be poor as hell, just give me sevens
Laughing
suggested, that I be arrested, they don't count
The time invested or the bond beyond the money
They'll hit you with arrears, bad enough to bring tears
They
another young G in on this mic
Hes called a Yungstar, hes comin so tight
(Yungstar)
Then bring me in
My skin is my sin
Im thinkin brand new what Benz
Off
another young G in on this mic
He's called a Yungstar, he's comin so tight
(Yungstar)
Then bring me in
My skin is my sin
I'm thinkin brand new what
left with anything
And i'm in the velvet making the same old songs
Freestyling and fucking what a life this is
Guess that i'm grateful 22 no kids
No
now
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
Who gave her a record deal, oh my god!
Nas is in the video with Kalis
Jay-z's in the video with
move
Tools I got take a nigga out his shoes
Tools I got leave a nigga on the news"
Unc' said, "Papi, you a bad man"
He went back to digging in the trash
on a bad week
You should've seen me last week bitch
Before I miss some money baby Ill miss ass cheeks
I done throw more bows than Bobby Lashley
Im Clumsy
Who it is?
Dos mil diez y ocho
Yayvo
Aiden London
It's Aaron Bodden baby
Queen Zel
This beat lit by Yayvo
Bad bitches on me (Ooo)
All up on my D
whole Bad Boy shit, we come to bring it to y'all niggas
Me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever, Black Rob
If you wanna dance, we dance (come on)
Now trick
whole Bad Boy shit, we come to bring it to y'all niggas
Me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever, Black Rob
If you wanna dance, we dance (come on)
Now trick
So I'm dressing casualty
Ferrari shopping
Stunt to be seen it gets old fast
And really it looks bad on me
So Imma let these youngens spazz for me
22
necklace
Bitches that we came with got all of your bitches jealous
'Bout to leave the crib with a couple of my pirates
Driving by the streets we used
lil baby
In the streets, got to keep a peace fuck the beef
Brand new V, this ain't no 22, it's 23
Pop a P, I'm on my P's and Q's to finer things
My soul
up in the south
CP coming all out my mouth
Bring a bad b**** back to the house
Hit all night till we be passin out
Money what I'm talkin bout
Gotta get
some blues for you, your baby's gone
Have I got some blues for you, you're all alone
I hate to be the one who has to bring you this bad news,
Have I
write back
Prayin' when I was down then he bring me right back, huh
On the right track, could fuck a opp baby mama on the nightstand, huh
I ain't got
you know what to do or would you be confused, baby if it were you
Would you stay down for a nigga
Times get bad stick around with a nigga
If I came
Ayy, check it out, baby
See, look here for one second, let me holla at you
Who is your dawg
Trae
Hell Naw, I don't wanna holla at no motherfucker
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