Lyrics:
been on my mind
I just wanna get a little time
Can I get a little peace and quiet
Fast forward I ain't heard of Jack in a minute
Surrounded by fake
time, smell my finger make you vomit
Flyer than a hornet, the shoe fit I worn it
She tried to jack me off, can't beat it, join it
Tunechi, punechi that
the history of music
By night, just to pay for that shit, you'd dance
To get your pants was a mission impossible
We were both the same age but I
Suppose
"Hey man, can you throw one on?"
I'm with a blonde and my Johnson's what she's blowing on
I'm in the backseat, I nut, she catch it like a Pokémon
Repertoire started rev wars
Sleeping on me you won't get far
I'm taking off with a space car
Fuck the keys I wanna push to start
You can call me a wrecking
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby let me lay ya down
On the carpet when I come round
Get rug burns when I tear ya down
On the ground all I want to hear is
Take a nigga gun like, you gon' blast who?
Cinderella girl, fronting in them glass shoes
Homo thug, bitch ass nigga, I smash you
You mad, cause you
here wit me lay it down baby
I'm pullin up if you still wanna fuck
I know we ain't love cause we don't wanna rush
We just livin it up but we keepin in
assignment
Keep rising
In silence
Until suddenly
I’m on the TV screen
Maybe a DVD
Feed off my energy
If you not feeling me
You can just leave me be
I’m
In too
naked baby
Girl I feel the way you love me, hold me at night and hug me
You got the phone from my pocket to beep me and bug me
Forget the do rag, I ain't
you're really dumbing down
I can already predict your single coming out
I'd give Aaron Fraser Nash a razor gash
You're a clown, FabvL, chap, sit down
Shit,
to jack, I want you to know
We comin down bald fades, not afros
(Kiki)
Now we chillin, now we just leanin
And we comin up fixin to pop up on the scene
Just
waves
Tap down those boots while I beat around
Funk me downtown
I lay around
Touch myself to pass the time tcuch myself
I feel down, I wish you were mine
Yo, yo, this Ma$e, you know what I'm sayin'?
You got niggas that don't like me for whatever reason
You got niggas that don't wanna see me rich
You
Yo, yo, this Ma$e, you know what I'm sayin'?
You got niggas that don't like me for whatever reason
You got niggas that don't wanna see me rich
You
naked baby
Girl I feel the way you love me, hold me at night and hug me
You got the phone from my pocket to beep me and bug me
Forget the do rag, I ain't
Yeah, girl, you so sexy do
As she just lay at your feet
I wanna see what's under there
There now put it in the air
Yeah, load it on my macbook air
'm harder than that
But I got standard from when
Niggas rocked a starter cap
And I got morals for myself
I'm living by a code
And I arrive for you even if you
Baby telling me you
Got a perfect shape
So won't you turn around baby
I wanna picture how you look in the nude
Looking at you to see if it's true
you turn around, baby
I wanna picture, how you look in the nude
Looking at you, to see if it's true and I'm impressed
Step, into my room
Girl you know
you turn around, baby
I wanna picture, how you look in the nude
Looking at you, to see if it's true and I'm impressed
Step, into my room
Girl you know
to see you frown for you I'll be your clown
Cant wait for wedding night so I can take you down
Chris Brown Bobby brown
Tender roni lay it down
So much love
the 9 and the velour
A cal in my pocket
You wil', I'mma pop it
I'm down for a profit
I'm ghetto as hell
You can't you tell?
My road dog, under the jail
I told her to drive over after dude crib
Bring a couple new friends
Them last girls was too thick
How you expect me to hit?
You wanna watch Clueless
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