Lyrics:
knew such pain
And from that moment on their lives would never be the same
Her mom took it the hardest like she was to blame
And a month later she put
Pretty in the face need your space
When you walking by you set it off
Just by doing nothing girl you do it all
I feel like its destined to have you around
wanna get the scores
Am not tryna get along by the shit that's on my phone
You can hit it from the back man I tell you she's a whore
I'd be striving
matter who you are
The chick from the ghetto or the superstar
I need a special girl
A soldier that would ride for me
And die for me and be everything I
The realest, you niggas is chicken shit
Pot fryin' when you pot-pie'ing
If my niggas ridin', then it's pop, pop
Nigga, that's word to my pop-pops
I came for
now is reducing
I'm gonna make you wish that
You stuck to producing
And you're not even a good producer
Your girl looks like Medusa
Basically that's why
to a Pop (Get my dreads right)
Dyllie turn the beat into a bop
(Get my steps right)
Baby girl holy and she hot
(And she hot, yeah)
Only time I'm cuffin' like
the fuck
Alone! Don't come to our shows
And don't buy our records
Last year, a girl was raped by two wastes
Of sperm and eggs while they
Sang the lyrics
We got motion
(We got motion)
New vibe tan like Oshun
(That girl from the sun)
That boy had to pop that perc like Pez
He was really running from
wanna take us on
The ring, let it go 'bout three months ago
The pain ain't stressin' me no more
The girl that they used to know done changed
Now they
to your girl corner
Had to bring out that bag
50,000 on me, I'm a walkin' lick
She fuck with the squad, she gon' grip the stick
Came from the rags
the real world
And as for the little girl, and cousin named James Earl
They had to make ends meet, startin from scratch be
While pops hold the cash, moms is
from Parisian
She know where I get mine from, and the season
Now she wanna lick my plum in the evenin'
And fit that ton-tongue d-deep in
I guess that
from Parisian
She know where I get mine from, and the season
Now she wanna lick my plum in the evenin'
And fit that ton-tongue d-deep in
I guess that
in the Benz'o sippin' XO
From the Don to God's Son, the Project Prophet, the live one
The father of Destiny, Knight's pops, Will's man
Jungle's
girl, let me show you where I live
Gotta pond in da front, gotta lake in da back
If you wanna pop da trunk, we can do it in da lac
Got a dick like
Exacerbated by the fact that my syntax
Is highly complicated 'cause I immigrated
From the single greatest little place in the Caribbean
Dominican Republic! I
the car got the bow top house, got the yacht
When I cheated you was loyal stood by my side
That's why I went from three to one, like I made five
We
jockin'(jockin') even though they guns be knockin'
Got to block it, throw my hands up and we dip it up and brawl
Talking all that nonsense, not being heard by me
everywhere I go
Whole world bang this song 'cause it's cold
Ah, shit, I think that girl ready to go off
But she want a photo, so I took a photo
Yeah, I took
do it for the meals
We just wanna put some food on the table don't wanna die before we live
I just wanna rock and pop the bottles with the crew (Crew)
a hole in your chest that's big enough to drive a truck through
I bring the drama back where you lives, flatter your wiz
Reload and then point the Mag
too much bread
Met a bad bitch I don't want a number girl I just want some head
Had to stay away from these new niggas they move just like the feds
If
locked with a chain,
We party all the night, can someone pop the champagne?
I want you by my side ,baby you just fit in my lane
Baby just stay in my lane,
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