Shy Kid
Babyface Ray
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(DDot, you cold as a motherfucker, on God) Yeah, the game might never change These bitches fuckin' the money Them drugs drownin' my youngins They only talkin' 'bout murders I'm pacing all through the house I'm trying to find me some service Tucked in the back with some curtains I custom-made it myself I need a fridge just with the syrup Was a shy kid, lately I been blinded by the lights I'll buy a bitch I just need some comfort for the night I be high as shit, I thumb it once I gotta thumb it twice (yeah) Shawty 5'6 and super bad, I'm fuckin' her for life Let me pause and cover all the bets before I throw the dice I finally ran into her ex and figured out I'm not her type Man, I'm five G's in, I'm just here to get a bite (five G's in) She think she pressing me for check but she don't know I'm living life I did a feature for a fifty, ain't do shit but buy a pint I left my wallet at the crib but ain't forget to bring the ice (wock) International, sorry, fool, I'm not local (mh-mh) Say play the cards you're dealt so I treat the shit like poker I'm out in London right now they treating me like Billy Ocean My first time seein' yay was with my uncle Carl on Stoepel I took that lil' bitch body and re-did it like a old school (yeah) I'm the prime example of what real niggas motion Why you look surprised I went to get like I told you Took a red seal and had to split it I'm Moses Yeah, the game might never change These bitches fuckin' the money Them drugs drownin' my youngins They only talkin' 'bout murders I'm pacing all through the house I'm trying to find me some service Tucked in the back with some curtains I custom-made it myself I need a fridge just with the syrup Was a loverboy until this lil' bitch came and broke my heart I got a hunnid bad bitches fighting for me, play your part I'm in Louis V spazzing, think I need a shopping cart Hopped up out it, take a picture of it, like the way she arch Mr. Thugging-out-the-corner-suite, I pay the smoking fee It be hard to feel these niggas 'cause I'm not a wannabe Bitch, you know your man want a feature, stop recording me I'm in Ace of Spades put on a show, these hoes applaud me Money on my mind while I'm counting up, shit, it be hard to sleep Say I stressed her out, it's hard to eat, 'cause she can't talk to me (DDot, you cold as a motherfucker, on God) Yeah, the game might never change These bitches fuckin' the money Them drugs drownin' my youngins They only talkin' 'bout murders I'm pacing all through the house I'm trying to find me some service Tucked in the back with some curtains I custom-made it myself I need a fridge just with the syrup
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Written by: Delanious Leon Ward Jr., Marcellus Rayvon Register
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