Lyrics:
you need me call out)
I leave my ringer on when you need me call out
I feel like a starter
Everyone can tell by the way that I be going harder
Gotta be
a message
Even when your gone you gon' find it where you left it
Now tell me that she ain't a one of a kind
cnd she got that type of body that be seen by
thirty-eight
Revenge is a bitch, and my hit shake the murder rate
Word to the mutha, I'm touched
When moms come by, niggas hush or get rushed
Maybe one day
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
Power Respect
When we come around
Automatically she wet when I come around
She captivated by my scent when I come around
She love the way that we have sex
there often
Anything she can have it
All she gotta do is call
And she go to school by day
But she at night she work at Onyx
You can't judge
She'll do
that we ever meet
Heyy
When I saw her the first time she walked past by
I asked my friends if he knows her
Because she caught my attention
I approached
Brizzy Brizzy
Yeah I'm Nino Brown but them niggas call me Brizzy Brizzy
Got the best white so the boys in blue busy
Uh heart pause when they take that hit
she don't complain
Get it? She take it off, she don't cum playin'
Yeah, we gettin' rich by any means (by any means)
She want the dick by any means
When the night call boy we gonna show up
But when the 80's call boy we gonna go off
I been outside boy im triipin on a sofa
With the chain around my
don't
She said she don't
Look
Cause when I wake up
I don't wanna hear shit
Talkin bout that and you talkin bout this
I'm on some new shit don't care
Yeah, I like it when the girls
Stop by in the summer
Do you remember?
Do you remember
When we met, last summer?
New Kids On The Block
Had
I'm what you call snort
First the VCR went, then the T.V. went
He stole outta mommy purse, she thought it was me kid
I ain' ask her for no money son
call snort
First the VCR went, then the tv went
He stole outta mommy purse, she thought it was me kid
I ain't ask her for no money son cause I was out
number on this paper cause I would love to date ya
Holla at ya when I come off tour, yeah
I got this Spanish chica, she don't like me to roam
So she
She ain't call or text or none
You know I'm on the way
Ain't text and tweet
For none
When she see me
We be fucking
Baby hit me up
Let a nigga
Know some
away for long
she calls me on the phone
I jump up when I hear her voice
then I'm alright
'Til my baby comes home
I get weak in the knees
my
through
I'm not one for missing
But I start to miss her kiss
It's like she never left
Call me when you wanna talk about it
You know he's gonna use you
But
the same she
Said it happened way before we got together
But she just never
Told me when Drizzy came to
See me, he was like
"yeah it's true don't fuck with
you Dainy more than living itself
Even though my friends tell me she ain't good for my health
When I go pick her up they tell me put her back
call her by her name but that's my baby
She already bad when she wake up
She don't need a drop of no makeup
We ain't getting money then we lay up
We
cause of status and props
Sucking and fucking, loving it when I put tha dick up inside her
Can't help it if she yellin' with a ridah
Oh is that your
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
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