Lyrics:
ain't got a jack in your body
You fake ass niggaz, gettin' screened like a short pass
An' if you incorrect, I'ma diamond cut your bastard ass
You got
You funny or broke, think it's a joke, your nose is runny
Got my main man, Mr. Rocho kickin' the vocals
From the Eastside, where it's loco sellin'
as long as I'm hittin
They gets nathan, afraid not for penetration
A little tongue and some cock, they say I'm nasty
But I only freak with my main shorty
They're rising daily
But home oh sweet home
It's only a saying
From bell push to faucet
In smart town apartment
The cottage is pretty
The main house
catch a body and talk to God
My role model brought my head up at thirteen, 50 Cent taught me how to rob
And then my mom moved me to Florida to finish
but you not main-squeeze (ayy)
Clips for the stick and I might just squeeze (huh?)
Glocks with the scope with the infrared beams
Fuck a bitch then I
(Ye hai do word ka funda, phir kaleja thanda)
(Abhi apne pumbe ko hi lele)
Ye jab bachpan mein chhota tha
Main toh bachpan mein chhota tha!
(Senti
Ik weet niet of het ligt aan mij, maar je body is fiyah
En baby girl, ik ben hier als je zoekt naar mij, want ik loev je al taya
Misschien is het
Girl I'm loving your ratio
Let me grip on and take control
Have to turn up the radio, oh
Girl you know that's out the question
I swear your body is
what I mean yeah eh
Schat als ik jou pak
Dan ga ik niet meer takkie heb die pussy on lock ey ai
En ik laat het je zien
Spraying on your body als een
やること全部バイラル (what? what?)
新たな仕組み編み出す (okay)
いつも格言吐き出す
Fuck boy (no) 相手する暇ないの (go away)
スケジュールも pussy もめちゃタイト
ベイビー産んで my body get back right ho
緩い女ほどキツい態度
Nikes my shoes so rare
Whole lotta haters wanna fight I swear
'Cause a nigga main joint wanna do my hair
Twist me up, let me crank
Rub my back, then
White diamonds on my wrist, it's like my main bitch toes
I cut the top off of the Benz, that winter was cold
I got a lot of thots, but got respect for
to tell somebody (tell somebody, yeah)
We about to start the party (start the party)
Slim Jxmmi, got a whole bunch of hip bitches with me
Got your main
Ay fuck cancer, shout out to Boosie (real spit)
I fuck your main bitch, I gave her cooties (slime season)
Let's get it (hey)
Get it, all my
of a main claimed her
Now what you gon' do different? Wonder how well the picture went
The one I saw was twitcher sent, saw through mommy like Mr.Kent
is waking up like what happened
I like red light parties and fed right bodies who like
Bread like Dolly and head right totties at night
Aribou Cay
we insane seeing Strange do the same thing
Drain the main vein on mainstream they plain janes
Tell 'em wake it off, tell 'em knock it off, (mane,
and Judas I'm disciple of music
Street beats is the main thing minus the traitor
And I'm not a dictator, I'm the righteous invitin' you haters
Inside
the main line
The manes find that they can never be in the game, I'm
Lettin' off rounds, hittin' blunts at the same time
Pick a crew homie, you a neon
and fact, you're ass out
Throw you in the trunk, we bump and mash out
We blast out and get the fuck outta dodge
And leave your body corpse parked
a shorty, yes!
With a billion dollar body
Cock-up round a back, round a front stiff breast
Whenever we touch inna di party
Main attraction di people dem shout
drinks free so we turn up the bottles
Rubbing on her body, twerking, licking out her tongue like she thirsty
Hands in the air when her song on, love
on my body
That's a mistake
I'm made you my main not a hobby
I can't complain ayy, don't be fake
You got service? What you say?
Gave you love, 20 yeah but
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