Lyrics:
you is like Ashanti
All the baddies in the world really want me
Don't ya want Jasonova, nah She want a baller Marion Soulja
You like Megan Good you sure
But you know what?
They don't want music (x2)
They just want (a boom, boom, boom boom boom (x2))
They don't want music, they don't know how to use it
Like a hot buttered pop da pop da pop dibbie dibbie
Pop da pop pop, don't you dare stop
Come alive y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now you can
love the way she gas me up.
Love the way you gas me up
Ride or Die
She my passenger (passenger)
Don’t shoot the messenger (messenger)
Cuz that’s my
you lied to me
You talking bout you love me but you don't
You talking bout you love me but you don't
I saw you cheating on me
Once and three times
Come and sing to this pussy
Like you jodice
Don't be shy baby
We ain't playing hide and seek
I'll hold you tight
While drippin cum in side of me
an Aunty, my new girl Ashanti
But I'm the one that's foolish
I don't know how you do this
But you stay on my mind like all day, everyday
She call me in
more than my Hummer on Ashanti
Love my brother 50 and I know that nigga love me
Love walker Wood Warren, R.I.P. to Raliegh
Shout out to uncle Joe and my
don't have to
You don't have to
You don't have to
You don't have to
Say it ever
Cause
I know you love me
I know I know you love me
By the way that you
you in the face
Human, we are human
Love us for who we are
Human, we are human
Love us for who we are
Human, we are human
Love us for who we are
Dead by
really wanna have this.
But the way that u look is tragic.
So don't let them disappear like magic.
[Chorus]
[Bridge: x2]
I gave these niggas flows to run wit
Stayed on board they jumped ship
Ain't no assumptions
Consider me a goat you know my name
Niggas want my life I
But I'm the new owner of these fuckin streets
Go by da name of Plies have you heard of me?
[Verse 2:]
Nigga since me everybody body claiming REAL
)
(I mean me multiplied by two, by two)
Oh, I'd have to be thrice as wide
At least to feel better, you'll agree
Yes, I'd have to be thrice as wide
Bet that a nigga
That in back
At the end of this
You will have to shoot a bitch
[Chorus:]
Pleeease don't bring that psycho shit to meee
I love
, baby! Be a millionaire (Come see what I mean)
Have a baby by me, baby! Be a millionaire (ow)
Be a millionaire, be a, be a millionaire
Girl I want you
peas and butter, don't wanna see you suffer, nigga like me wouldn't meet another, you clogged up I be your plummer.
Sorta like drano. You know how
to find two words to say
Funny me, funny you
Don't have nothing lft in common
You wanted me to have your heart
Now you want it back
What about
Yeah!
This is it y'all (Darkside), Darkside Volume One
Hope you enjoyed
We had to take you out classic status, you feel me?
We had to touch it
Saved in my phone as Ashanti man she foolish
Buddah on M I C yo he's the rudest
Every time unu step me I'm like who's this
Gotta glock for the vocals
five, like a demon
Time running out, but you watching me
It paid a love, but you hate for free
I just kick it with the saints, call me Brulee
How you
just the two of us)
Nobody in this world is ever gonna keep you from me
I love you
Come on Hai-Hai, we goin' to the beach
Grab a couple of toys
just told me all the reasons
I have to find my own way, don't change it like the season
It's my life, I live it on my own
Welcome to dangerzone
It's my
Man, fuck Ashanti and them big dicks and my brother and shit
Fuck she on, fuck she talkin' bout
How long I'ma have that, peanut hair that, yo,
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