Lyrics:
Soldiers where you at
Where the fuck you at
Time to put Puna on the map
On the map, look
They sleeping on me let em nap
Shhh if you talk so loud
This
Soldiers where you at
Where the fuck you at
Time to put Puna on the map
On the map, look
They sleeping on me let em nap
Shhh if you talk so loud
This
makes love to me as I dance
And from what I see it's about to be
A relationship between beauty and the beat
Word up y'all, it's a royal ball
Turn
livinâ¬" proof
Words canâ¬"t express â¬" The point is moot
Iâ¬"d sing on a mountain, if you could hear
When I think about our love â¬" I break down in tears
looking sad with your bus pass
back to your job, nothing special in your forecast
All lies no love, chillin all alone
While you grinding in the club
Never
by one
‘Cause you won’t be one more story to talk about
Stereo love i think i love you
I could try to attract you but i’m too shy
Stereo love
But you
have to kill me
Bitch Imma die about it
Nigga Imma die about it
I'm form where niggas get it on
We don't cry about it
You say our nigga disrespect
Even get hit on by the chick on Cenas world
We beens about it, y'all dudes is frontin'
Big cars, big chips, big Kris' its nothing
Romeo
All the love I need is at the rodeo
All the love I need is here at OVO
Yeah
All the girls I know are there with E and Tho
Who knows where I end
butt-nekkid
We don't be trippin' when
Walk inside the club
Find me a freak by the name of love
She love, wants a girl that like that dick
Plus like that clique
bit me
You sing about love honestly, that's super
If your idea of romance is
Throwin' up in an Uber
My afterparties are lit
Whole clubs get ignited
But
our life, nigga (drop his ass)
I just had a son, I just had a cub (my baby)
What's even better is he by somebody that I love (my baby)
My real
not the shooter but I talk about it casually
Simply cuz I know a couple dudes that do it masterfully
And they got my back in tragedy
Plus they don't
about our future in my car
Take a ride to my spot in my car (Oh)
Now you in my bed screamin' dada (Oh)
Don't make no sense how you bring your body down
Talkin bout the good life
Livin in da ghetto, wild
Eh-yo, let's talk about it (Let's talk about it)
Eh-yo, we be about it, be about it
Yo, we be
on top of a bunk
Man that shit sucked
But look at me now I’m all in the clubs
Shoutout Atlanta yeah they know what's up
Y’all wanna talk about how this is
The Joker to kiss him
There is something you could do for me doctor
Anything i mean, yeah i need a machine gun
A Machine gun? He laughs
Talk about a workplace
think it's time we give them something they can talk about, yeah
Let's do this tonight, yeah
Let's do this tonight
Ain't no telling how much longer we'll
Too Short baby why you talk so bad?
Just a player ass nigga and that's all I rap about
Bitches, hoes and all that shit
She got my number, if she beep
a fool
Let's look if all
We took the club
And show no love
Just throw in our face
And gettin' refunds
They might want to fight
Later on the night
Cause
Or that Dolce Gabbana with a few gold chains
And you the type of girl that probably deserve a new last name
But, they never let us do our thing
Everybody
all about you
Since you our love child, the stallion of style
You live foul when on the prowl I kidnap the crowd
The raw rough, rugged enough
but his right hand scuba dived
Don't die by a sword that you used to shine
You can drown for your king, you don't know about Ophelia
Cah we got iron,
oh, girl, your body good
Boardroom smart, but I love it when they hood (yeah)
Aquazzura Amazon sandals in that emerald green
Same color gown by
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