Lyrics:
meant to say that I ain't no preacher
Yeah, I'm a teacher, I'm a teacher, I said that I'm a teacher
And your girlfriend's nice and clean, but my voice is
the feeling of the cornering task
Leaves a boy like me failing to live up to the ask
Of Q's chucked my way, stops me right in my tracks
I'll leave my A's
of the cornering task
Leaves a boy like me failing to live up to the ask
Of Q's chucked my way, stops me right in my tracks
I'll leave my A's on a post it, by your
I don't need you to be thinking about my health every day
Eyes blinking, bodies sinking, but I'm breathing
I'll be okay
I like to cry
These eyes have
like them Jordan shoes and I like Jordan pockets
If I can get these bitches off me I might be up my wallet, but I
Got a bitch on my lap a bitch on my
ay ay
I got that, that oh my ay ay
I got that, that ay ay ay ay
I got that, that ay ay ay ay i got that
Ay ay ay ay, beso to me nice
Diamonds on my
on my time
Get up darlin'
Tie your shoes up nice and tight
The sun is rising
Don't let the moment pass you by
Don't be shy
It's okay to fly
Fly
Today's
of the beast
Can you please pray for me?
Get God on the phone
Said it won't be long
I see jiggaboos, I see Styrofoams
My hood going brazy
Where did we go
hands up (maybe it's the thug in me)
By age thirteen I was buckwild, good at my knuckle game
Made it through a tough childhood, never be the same
We know this
You a cute nigga if you
Hatin' 'cause I'm nice
Know that I'm ballin'
They call a nigga Jerry Rice
I'm back on my schedule
You know I'm
Let's make him a little nervous
How are we gonna make you nervous?
Give him my number
I don't think you can
You sure? My shoes don't make you
him my number
I don't think you can
You sure? My shoes don't make you nervous?
Not at all
Are you sure? My wrists?
That's a nice wrist
How about
me?
(Put me in that motherfucka)
Yeah that type of shit
You know what time it is
Maybe it's the thug in me
By age thirteen I was buckwild
Good at my
on her too
im her hubby she ma boo
i'll always love her yes its true
so i get her different shoes different robbas different troops
Haa! by the way i had
a trap bitch, she got bout four golds
She sell the gas by the Q-P and she cook dough
I got a corporate bitch, she make bout six figures
And she a white
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
Even Cosigned For That New White Benz
Yea Im Stickin 2 Tha Script, The Strippers Take A Vouch
Fuck Ya I.Q., Cuz Ya Brain In Ya Mouth
Shoes On The Beamer,
the weather
But would you rather
Cause summer winds are better in the spring time
And my mind’s like the ocean with the pool tide
I thought it would be nice
testament! carve it..
My shoes is not what your feet fit with!
Better keep your head down still..
I will rise when you'll fall..!
Day by day you're more
Panties on
Them red shoes
I'm tryna motivate you
To do what you do
As long as I can get you in my bed
I'll do right by you
I'll do right by you
I can't
the house with no roof
And no P's and Q's you pick and u chose
You been on your snooze
Wake the fuck up and walk a day in my shoes
Been on a steady hustle
dues
It's part of the reason I'm buying new shoes
Cause I'm stepping so hard, I'm recruited by Q's
You trying to play it like you making moves
But I'm
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