Lyrics:
get
Danielle
By your side like you know I can
Guess, guess, we ran out of time
I thought I was him
Guess, guess, we ran out of time (I thought I was
I don't want to play you, I just want to tape you undressing
And then I'll lay you down and record soft porn
If it's romance then it's hardcore, if
I admire you. You're classy. I can't forget teenie Tanya. Beautiful, goofy and book smart. When are you going to put your stuff on Deviant Art?
Let the record spin
Let the record turn
Let the record spin
Let the record turn
Now put your hands in the air
Like we just don't care
Let the record
trace
Louis V right by the waist (yee)
Don’t trip just chill
Shoutout PJ he for real
Don’t gotta record on the phone
Y’all ready know what I’m on
My head
him
I know the devil lives
I just don't see him
Do you feel the acupuncture?
Do you hear da record spin?
This feel like a hot sunny day by da pool
With
Knock Your F**king Block Off!
Knock Your F**king Block Off!!
Knock Your F**king Block Off!!!
cnd then record it on our nokia <3
Knock Your F**king
girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
I like to hear my favorite song on the radio
So I called and requested
records. All you had to do was turn on the radio and you'd hear one of their records within the hour. And she says to him, very flatly, Can I see your
knows how to make a Meek Mill record
" he says, stating the obvious still
He plays along
"All in favor of the first single being ‘Bad
' put your hands
your hands in the air
We got you in the zone, put your hands in the air
If it's on, put your hands in the air
We got you in the zone, put
[ CHORUS: Danielle Henry ]
It's on you if you want to hate (we stay true)
You can ice-skate (you and you)
But you don't hold no weight
This is how we
the same in they bonnet
Yeah, I gotta pop it on 'em, put my daughters, your daddy be gettin' it in
After this, I'm done bringin' other mamas on my kids,
And your idols gonna' stray? My words carry weight
It's like who do you follow when your time feels borrowed
And your idols gonna' stray? And so I put my
your hands in the air
We got you in the zone, put your hands in the air
If it's on, put your hands in the air
We got you in the zone, put your hands
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
Yo, yo fuck 2DopeBoyz and fuck Naw Right
And any other fuck-nigga-ass blog that can't put a
Eighteen year old nigga making his own fucking beats
not a put down
I put my foot down
And then I make some love, I put my root down
Like Sweetie Pie by the Stone Alliance
Everybody knows I'm known for
wrong, you know this record be turning me on (turning me on)
You keep me growling like a dog in heat
Hey, woadie, put it down, make me sleep for weeks (I
anything
When it comes down to power
Homie for the record
Put my demons on the stretcher
They won't get up
I'll kill the whole army by the hour
I'm just
Walk talk and act like a man
Put your shoes on son it’s time to understand
Bout the way life works
The way life bleeds
The way life comes around
a Nematoad
Shut the fuck up
Or just like a patty we grilling you up
You niggas like Patrick
You funny and dumb
You niggas is amateur
Learn some more stuff
Your
your housing
Yeah, it's raw lingo when the king go
Dutch link, nuts big as shit
Taste the rainbow (Ayo, yo)
Put your paper up and threaten shit
Or tie
Shut the fuck up
Or just like a patty we grilling you up
You niggas like Patrick
You funny and dumb
You niggas is amateur
Learn some more stuff
Your
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