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Ginuwine (feat. YunLilo)

by PESO BOY & FAB ROCK

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Fake niggas make me so anxious Lil' brudda, man, just be Ginuwine That bitch blowing up my phone but that ain't wifey Swear to God she's just a friend of mine And that thing wet like it's slip 'n' side Don't try me, I got glocks with a dick inside They think that I'm always happy Don't know I be down 'cause that is a different side Fake niggas make me so anxious Lil' brudda, man, just be Ginuwine That bitch blowing up my phone but that ain't wifey Swear to God she's just a friend of mine And that thing wet like it's slip 'n' side Don't try me, I got glocks with a dick inside They think that I'm always happy Don't know I be down 'cause that is a different side I don't even mean to bore you but sometimes your aura prickly like a porcupine Your compassion was my drug and when I was chilling with you, I was feeling like I'm more than high Used to always be together baby, you my twin like Rigby and Mordecai And girl when we parted ways I gotta say that I was feeling really mortified Won't pass the blunt, nigga, this is mine I got long money, yours minimize Thinking 'bout fights with my family, we had disagreements at all those different times I try to move on 'cause I'm finna shine I'm tryna eat like it's dinner time Feel like I wasted my life sometimes How the fuck, I'm only twenty-one I feel like I'm not young no more To cope I gotta buy out the stores But I keep it optimistic 'cause God open windows always when he close a door I feel like I'm not young no more To cope I gotta buy out the stores But I keep it optimistic 'cause God open windows always when he close a door Fake niggas make me so anxious Lil' brudda, man, just be Ginuwine That bitch blowing up my phone but that ain't wifey Swear to God she's just a friend of mine And that thing wet like it's slip 'n' side Don't try me, I got glocks with a dick inside They think that I'm always happy Don't know I be down 'cause that is a different side Said you changed but you feel like the same You got problems, you're going insane They don't know how you handle the pain Couldn't give lesser fucks about fame Sacrifices gon' make you a king Keep an eye out for ratchets and fiends Go for action, don't stop, do your thing I'm just tryna come up in the game Hating me Hating me because I'm genuine Baby rema contra e aniquila o pace Outra rema e aniquila a vibe Queres me pôr num palco? I need a hundred K Vê a minha bag, I got the biggest size Everything I said no beat I did today We got several with the dick inside Boy tu viras pomegranate da Minute Maid Já sei quem é o love da minha life Still got hoes on the side Plus the ones that I hid away Fala "Boy, stop" and I didn't wait Fala "Boy, stop" and I didn't wait Quer me apagar, mas não dá Way too hot Repertoire, Pus no beat what I did today Man we got 10's, We got 5's, We got hoes on the line You're the one that I'll hit today Tu não és nun' Pegas crumbs Eu e os meus day 1's eating on that big cake Shut the fuck up, só tens shit takes Tanque do meu Tangy, What that shit take? Crazy flows, Let me go, I switch waves Baby wanna dump me Baby, at least wait… Tou na road Push it to the 6, mate Say she doesn't love me Baby, at least fake.. Fake niggas make me so anxious Lil' brudda, man, just be Ginuwine That bitch blowing up my phone but that ain't wifey Swear to God she's just a friend of mine And that thing wet like it's slip 'n' side Don't try me, I got glocks with a dick inside They think that I'm always happy Don't know I be down 'cause that is a different side Fake niggas make me so anxious Lil' brudda, man, just be Ginuwine That bitch blowing up my phone but that ain't wifey Swear to God she's just a friend of mine And that thing wet like it's slip 'n' side Don't try me, I got glocks with a dick inside They think that I'm always happy Don't know I be down 'cause that is a different side

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