Lyrics:
give me somethin', it's got to be the sticky
Doin' by the ounces, Lo' lo's bouncin
Ninety doin' fakin' with kissin' on the couchin'
Boo
yuh like dat
Tek it from front or from back
Gal yuh pussy tight tighta yuh nuh haffi fat
Bring it bring it comе mek mi cocky dat
(cocky dat) yuh have
niggas should know that by now (Brrr dab)
I'm tryna sell you the swag, you lil niggas should order it now
Smokin' a pound of gas now, keep it goin',
in, bring it in, bring my love in
Bring it in, bring it in, bring my love in
The wind is wailing, storms rise up fast
Rise up a little one call me home
niggas resolving that issue by putting a shell in yo onion
Immune to the hate it ain't new to me
Here to stay so they better get use to me
Lotta niggas
never says why
Brings home things that a man won't buy
I've already told her enuffs enough
What are we gonna do with all this stuff
She bought a bunch
the balance back
Bring it back
At last, the sun is shining
The clouds of blue roll by
With flames from the dragon of darkness
The sunlight blinds his
the balance back
Bring it back
At last, the sun is shining
The clouds of blue roll by
With flames from the dragon of darkness
The sunlight blinds his
Get up (echo)
With the music music inside go on and let it show
Get out that box
If the feeling is right go on and bring it home
Get Up (echo)
Bring
U wanna see a Beast Ima show U how it goes!
Cum n Party wit a Gangsta,
Anything Goes.
G's bring da Freaks n da Freaks bring da Ho's!
We drink a lot
I been going through it for a long time so dont tell me to calm down
I want all my enemies gone cause we ain't gon find common grounds
If it ain't
I bring it in by the pound
I bring it in by the pound
I bring it in by the pound
I bring it in by the pound
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I I I bring it in by
can ya play the fiddle
Yes, by crackies I can play a little
Bring it on down to my house, honey, ain't nobody home but me
Ah, yeah
Bring it on down
like they got it tell em bring it out
We trapping in the bando bring a couch
Ain't a rookie in and out like Mighty Mouse
On a mission Tryna get it til
on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck
amongst the constellations and asteroids wit my ol girl and boy, but Pickett fences ain’t high enuff when u had it ruff as u was comin up so my git ain’t
the street
Bring your bitch ass up the street
Bring your bitch ass up the street
Ain't tryna drop by, I'ma hop out on feet
Bring your bitch ass up
knows
Surrounded by space in this place
Cuz nobody’s home
So I kicked dust and pulled my hoody up
Searching for acceptance
But never felt good enuff
Spoken:
All these wise guys tryin-a put us down
We gonna bring 'em on in
An' bring 'em on home
Sings:
See them stumblin' by the way side
See them
the fiddle
Yes, by crackies I can play a little
Bring it on down to my house honey, ain't nobody home but me
(yeah)
Bring it on down to my house honey,
Lost in her Eyes, ain't been home since
I've been gone for too Long
I shouldn't have Left you
Without a dope vibe to ride to
Suttin get high too
Been
brings it home)
Let's do it, up and, keep it on
We built a foundation, brick by brick
Eye for an eye, keep your eyes on this
The shadows move in
(man fuck that nigga)
Naw Motherfuck you!
Good lord, the rhymes come through so hardcore
Bitch I got it if you bad enuff to take it
Its
It's been a long year
And alot has happened
But the time is here (holidays)
See, I'm headed home
And I'm so excited
It's where I belong (home for
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