Lyrics:
Tell me if you good tonight
Girl turn on your phone
On my way right there
Please don't close the door
Ima give you good tonight
Girl take off your
wocky I can't find tavy
I'm half dead off my pain so it's okay baby
I miss my pops and I can't cry so I'm insane baby
Is it wrong to miss yo ex? I swear I
Do my dance
Ona bitch
Imma do Like Nike
Talk to nicely baby
Don't act feisty
Do yo dance
On my dick baby
Don't Slide by me
Ion need all yo time
Juss
shopping I could merch yo body
Hold up wait a minute let me search yo body.
And will you be there when I right these wrongs
Head bobbin' while I'm whippin'
Righteous man
Walk with me
Bear the burden
Yo, yo, yo, no, no
Don't do you dare, cast one stone in air
I'm cracking stone with bear hands, you're
home
I'm riding with my niggas right or wrong
First we lost Rod
Then we lost Don
Since I lost bro I've been way past numb
R.I.P. to Keese I pray his
haters say I'm as real as they come
I'm chasin that paper, baby, however it come
From singing this song to moving yay by the ton
I bet you never seen
Yo, Mo Bee, mane, drop that shit
You know what time
Boo-ya, I know it's time for you
So grab one by the hand, you know what I'm sayin'?
And uh,
side)
If you open up then you will get romanced by me (yeah that's right)
Woah yeah, baby stand by me (by my side)
I know that you're running low your
the texture of her hair
Fancy cars and gold teeth, G-strings and things
The almighty dollar replace the wedding ring
The Ark of the Covenant was held by
baby so why don't you kill me?
(Drive-by body pierce)
(Yo bring it on down)
Soy
(I'm a driver, I'm a winner, things are gonna change I can feel
friends
Things I do for my friends
We miss you, a'yo Kato
Yo, Where The Hood At is banging right now, man
That was your favourite joint, ya'mean?
(We
Outcasted to the shadows 'cause you don't look right
Hypnotized by the eyes from the average muthafucka
Chrome to his dome, if he cries, he's a busta
There's
listen to my songs
If you was my bitch, can't anything go wrong
Cause baby, I can really get it right baby
We can get up on a bag and catch a flight baby
night
We ain't gonna ever admit to it that's right
Yo friend a dime
Tell her to come thru we in the tub by nine
We get on the yacht and I
Make you feel
night
We ain't gon' ever admit to it that's right
Yo friend a dime
Tell her to come thru we in the tub by nine
We get on the yacht and I
Make you feel
been making plenty
I been working nines, posted up by the Haitian Deli
You ain't making fetty
Put it on yo partner
I been making paper
Feeling like I'm
a freebie
Lyrics are abundant cause we got it by the mass
Egos are all idle cause the music is the task
Valenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it
I think I
a point when every man breaks
So many bad days, sad nights
I used to have dreams too damn right
But so many things have gone wrong
I've been sick of this
a reverend
Straight hands on yo a**
Ion need a weapon
Walk in the party
I’m the cleanest
N**** here
Switch gear
Baby come here
Lemme whisper in your ear
Tell
bout that good you ain't seen in yo life shawty
Tell me if you good tonight
Girl turn on your phone
On my way right there
Please don't close the door
Ima
If I could change
Yo mind
I would have you here right next to me
Don't matter place
Or time
I always thought you were my destiny
Baby you bring out
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
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