Lyrics:
look like I'm calm
Inside, I'm a tickin' time bomb
'Cause of this motherfucker, who sticks his dick in my mom (my mom)
Last night, he said I left
And I just wanna be right by your side
On any night that you be cryin', baby
I'll dry your eyes, I'll dry your eyes
There is a God
It is a God
the fucking house
Grab your backstreet friend and get loud
Blowin' doors off hinges
I'll grab you with the pinchers
And no, I didn't retire
I'll snatch you
door, push got the trap spot
(Trap spot)
Couple nights shovin' hard by my damn self
(Damn self)
By my damn self, out there by my damn self
I remember I
girls are trouble too
Next time a guy try to give you a play just turn your head and dis him and walk away
Excuse me ice cream tee
Hello how do you do
come back and win by three
Alright!
I love it!
Fuck you guys!
Sorry, buddy...
Who's the new guy?
Oh, that's my friend John.
Hey John... sweet hat!
I got one more night I got one more
Po po go go catch us at the front door
I got one more night I got one more
Driving through the city take a detour
The icebox inside
Gotta have you
By my side
Won't stop till
Your mine cause I'm
Tainted by you
See the guy who
Abuses ya gifts
And enhances
Ya stress
He ain't
and misery
Feathers of my wings paralyzed by the distance of my mind
Here I stand before you, the color of the night
Frozen by the potential of me
night texts, late night sex, then on to next
Don't wake me up with no breakfast in bed, all I want was head
When these bitches message me, I just know
I know this is the guy
Listen, I know this is the guy
Quentin, you know this is the guy!
I'm sneaking with suspicion
But I need to peak inside!
Chill
This Trap On My Heart Be My Wife Until I go Die By My Side This Trap Be The Love Of My Life I'm Finna Go Far With The Fight
He Come On My Doorstep
[Suede]
Winners take all
Wild horses mud slides slim snow creatures in the fall through my magic doors
Star dust seven, me and Cheeba handing and no minor
freshman, dressed like Les Nessman
Fuck the next lesson, I'll past the test guessin'
And all the other kids said Eminem's a dishead,
He'll never last,
over night
I'm sick, when I dream I won't think of them twice
Are you fucking mad? Next hype
What everyone's asking me when's the next tune?
This
whore
Drama by the front door, pushing out the back door
Trapping out the bando, leave em' by the trap door
Money bags, money bags
Ten bands, ten
personally
I'm sorry I don't pick up my phone
I just vibing by myself in my zone
Me, the guitar, the pen
Writing heartfelt classics for you
It's the magic
on and keep on keep going
My ex boyfriend had to go
He didn't know how to work that magic stick
But I found a guy that sure do love
It's so true his love
high like I've been
Trying the white shit
But I like the dust been
Writing at night shit
I rise high like heights
This guy's too firing
So like bright
rocked a vicious rhyme
Like I never did before
She said "damn fly guy I'm in love with you"
The Casanova legend must have been true
I said by the way baby
toward me?
Are you just a breathtaking
First sight soul-shaking
One night love-making
Next day heartbreaking guy?
That night your love was true
that, youknowhatI'msayin?
Night is in the air
Enemy.. on the borderline
Who'll be the next to fire
forty-one shots by Diallo's side?
You said he
making my way to the door
But then she looked me in the eyes
And then she called me by my name
Started playing with my mind
But she ain't into playing
the others
There's something here we should discover
Let's make a little magic
Before the night is through
Oh, you've seen it all before
And heard
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