Lyrics:
your song
Shout out my D.C. girls, you can do no wrong
When will I be back, babe it won't be long
Salute my ATL girls, you got it going on
Big up my
I think I like this little life
I might just make ya my little wife
Just to add me a little spice
I got a new watch with a little ice
I guess
wasn't thinking about fucking
Bumping Late Night Hype by Compton's Most Wanted
Them Tracks was so crisp
Bo$$ and Spice 1 and King Tee At Your Own Risk
anybody
I can't trust anybody but my girl
Spice girl, your smile lights up my world
Like a moth to the flame, my love is blind, you see my desires
I'm
i got the sauce me fi spice up your life
No pain no gain that's right
Man ah bipolar say mi fire and ice
Speeding past them city lights
Speeding past
crank the bass up,
Run it til your sick of those pink fur dice.
Oh, ain't that nice.
Down to the river to go for a dip.
Rollin' them Levis off of her
The trouble with girls is they're a mystery
Something about 'em puzzles me
Spent my whole life trying to figure out
Just what them girls are all
what is you thinking?"
When I hit Henn' bitch fuck it, I'm swinging
Walk in the Nawf, you know that they banging
(You know I got to pull up
hand
I want you by my side
You make all my life bright
All you do Is shine
Let’s stock up on house supplies
Stay inside,
Ditch our friends for some time
of people, marching up the avenue
Doin? what they gotta do, just to get by
I'm living in the land of plenty and many
But I'm damn sure poor and I don't
to get by like wow
Ash trip game near nigga like ah
This is moving up for that slice and the pie
In the hood you try to turn the back so good times
Get
girl are my sunshine
Beach in the night under the moon light
Roll one said she loving my vibz
Baby your the one that I want in my life
So tight you my
Tryna be a star, got the game up in a chokehold
I'm living a future where a millie to me so so
And I got cams on my head that's a go pro
And shorty
by my fragrance
Swerve through East on my dirtbike told your girl jump on like I don't bite
She sipped on henny but I sip sprite, can't let fed pull
spice it up
Be my black Victoria Beckham once
I wife it up
Asked when the next time we could speak
I might Khloe you, marry you in 3 weeks
Seen cheeks
She
the iPhone, android stay on my phone
Peng black girls got to show them what’s life
Peng black girls want something with spice
Ou and they Want something precise
waist dey shake I like your vibe I like your vibe the thing the
make my heart dey tinga tinga tinga tinga ley
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of people, marching up the avenue
Doin? what they gotta do, just to get by
I'm living in the land of plenty and many
But I'm damn sure poor and I don't
detrimental on this instrumental, my flow is on some
I think I heard your mom say I'm handsome
Control your bitch son, or she could get some
Your baby begging
(alright) alright
Let this groove set in your shoes
So stand up (alright) alright
Gonna tell what you can do with my love
Alright
Let you know girl
always below
Pull the trigger while its aimed at your dome
Lock up your joints like you hitting the whoa
Pulling up to the party's I'm the life of that
a burden
Spread love, that's the player way
Got your main bitch in my Mercedes rolling up
Thought I told you I'ma shine fool
Pocket full of money
Keep them
along
Well girls lets add some spice now
Now we do what they do and do it right now
There ain't no harm in putting up a fight now
Now let me show you
me but the time flew by
I'll put my dawgs on you
All they know is bite
Hot tamale talk, dawg, all I know is spice
Wasn't shit free in life till
I
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