Lyrics:
a drink on my cream wallows
Reach the gate, hungry just ate
Riffin, she got to be to work by eight
This must mean she ain't tryin to wait
Conversate,
a drink on my cream wallows
Reach the gate, hungry just ate
Riffin, she got to be to work by eight
This must mean she ain't tryin to wait
Conversate,
the reason why
I can't find me no peace of mind
Think I'm needing you by my side
But I got nowhere left to hide
Is it love, love, love, mmm (Is it love, is it
driver to pull up and park by the exit
The work in that comfort zone, I'm walkin' out (skrr, skrr)
Been on my lonely, it's all for the guala
I swore
trouble,
They like a little danger and might not admit it,
But they on for the chase and they want us to come and get it,
Plus they love a young thug
[Airline attendant]
This is the final boarding call for flight 1259
Departing from Los Angeles final destination to St. Louis
Thank you
This is the final boarding call for flight 1259
Departing from Los Angeles final destination to St. Louis
Thank you
Damn G the spot's gettin'
in the parking lot
By a Cherokee and a green drop-top
And I don't stop, until I squirt
Jeans skirt butt-naked it all work
Gotta love ma little
wallows
Reach the gate, hungry just ate
Riffin, she got to be to work by eight
This must mean she ain't tryin to wait
Conversate, sex on the first date I
a drink on my cream wallows
Reach the gate, hungry just ate
Riffin, she got to be to work by eight
This must mean she ain't tryin to wait
Conversate,
disillusioned by weed
I breed thug muthaf***as even worse than me
When I bleed, my enemies best to flee quickly, on me
My army, n****z decieve swiftly
Look
wallows
Reach the gate, hungry just ate
Riffin, she got to be to work by eight
This must mean she ain't tryin to wait
Conversate, sex on the first date I
in the parking lot
By a Cherokee and a green drop-top
And I don't stop, until I squirt
Jeans skirt butt-naked it all work
Gotta love ma little
trouble,
They like a little danger and might not admit it,
But they on for the chase and they want us to come and get it,
Plus they love a young thug
ya, baby girl you in danger
I know this ain't the same but if you need just put the blame on me
No I can't love you how I do in the song
Like what is
of paint and plaster
When I chose drugs over love
Money over trust, 'til I found us
When I chose lust over love
Danger over trust, 'til I found us
then send 'em back to see
If plan A don't work then back to C
Bag the weed and bring a black for me
And if it's blasphemy then my
Niggas gon' blast for
them strippers (yeah)
Yeah, I love them strippers (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, I love them strippers (yeah)
In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine
them strippers (yeah)
Yeah, I love them strippers (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, I love them strippers (yeah)
In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine
strangers
Futures were in danger
Almost bagged the wrong one
When I'm with you baby I feel like I'm on one (Yeah)
Love you all angles
Feeling like my soul
I'm Big Doogie (Doogie), rock big Louis (Louis)
You love the Hot Boys? I'll let you meet my brother Tunechi (shorty)
I'm a real nigga (yeah), love
Say hoe
Yeah you
Can I ask you a question
You like to fuck?
Oh, you don't want me to talk to you like that?
Would you like to make love?
I
Plenty checks get it next then I'm gone
Twenty Gs bitch I'm on
Amiri jeans put it on
Louis supreme put it on
N****s told sang a song
Get him shot
now everybody love Kanye
I'm almost Raymond
Some say he arrogant. Can y'all blame him?
It was straight embarrassing how y'all played him
Last year
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