Lyrics:
breathin
Woke up next to Crowley black-eyed I'm a demon
Gotta get rid of this Mark so I killed Death
Let Amara loose she impressed but what you expect
Yea
a body of cancer
My stanza, get it going like a car, (vroom)
Usher in the new era, like this y'all (this y'all)
I'm raw stripped down, no minerals
tales by moonlight
Come on
Story story is what you give me all days
I'm on a search for something real
Currency you say na currency oh
But honestly
Truth
tales by moonlight
Come on
Story story is what you give me all days
I'm on a search for something real
Currency you say na currency oh
But honestly
Truth
they
Ever give Cass' a role (casserole)
You better watch what you say in your raps
No what I mean Cass'? Cause you can catch a
Bullet behind those lines
she's mine
2 Live Crew, put the pussy in my palm
She put on a nigga and make a grown man cry
Feeling bullshit, I dont pay you no mind
But whats your sign?
an' shit
You can't train the pussy by lockin' it up
Raw dickin' the pussy and knockin' it up
She still gon' be a ho and a baby by you don't mean shit
it right
I had to make them moves
Baby, baby
Like when I beat it raw
She don't need no lube
Baby, baby
You know I'm a fool
I thought school cool
Baby,
indeed
Gotta know you're ver-ily respected, by me
You get the keys to the Lexus, but no drive
You get your own 2002, she through ridin'
Keep yo' ass
thing to stay raw
so it ain't no stuffin wit me
Gotta get all mine 'cause it ain't no time
I'm all about that cash, we green
Pick you up and ride out,
the reason
Why you riding shotty
Sorry come back tomorrow
There's no room Left in the stu
Next time she blow my dick
Better blow it like some soup
Im refusing
is or what you did
That paper work got your name in it (gone on)
Ain't with that fake shit, by the time they started showin' love
I was straight
poppin', these niggas can't stand it
Surrounded by bandits, lil' nigga, you stranded
She with a killer, I told her, don't panic
If I hop on a beat, bitch,
That's the worst feeling
Said fuck a job, bought the building
All these fake nigga, where the real ones?
First class and no shoes
Young nigga I got no
Don't be nervous/ stripped then twerked it/ he grabbed by the throat when she went to close the curtains/ she die a freak hoe
Chorus: DADDY'S Lil Girl
my ex she was sitting right there next to me
We’d decided to take some shrooms to try and feel some sort of ecstasy
At first nothing happened then
marry on her
If you wanna
No thank you next no Ariana
Oh oh oh
Funny
She ain't in love with money
Think my baby holy
She take my soul on her knees
Oh oh
to Be
If you ain't tryna keep it really Real pull a Paul McCartney Baby let it be
Here comes the sun, but right Now it's midnight
I tell lil' shawty
Of the Barkept I flame it
Los Jefes
Get you fired
With no exits
Imma
Son of a gun and
My momma
Is so precious
She a
Head dresser
Hair trigger
So don't press it
good?
From the islands so she lookin real good
You the type of girl I know I wanna please
Girl you know that you're the only one I see
You've been living
now woo the
B.G. straight duckin feds
On the real B.G.' bout bustin heads
On the real B.G. killin' chopters
Look in the sky flyin' by it's
blicked up
And by blicked up I ain't talking no hiccup
Cuz this kickback hit harder than Holyfield jump in the battlefield
You ain't gone get up
They like
hard as nails(Nails)
You can be rich and famous girl I'm so for real(For real)
She's a freak nasty bitch as far as I can tell(I can tell)
Here goes
for sure I am the best
You don't even have to guess
We go hand and hand like condiments
I ain't bring no condoms in
Like my woods I'm real raw
Shawty
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