Lyrics:
what's your sign?"
Honey was offended by the pick up line
Cut my bangs so they don't hang, then shampoo the doo
Get the hair out of my eye so I can
daily
You burn me (ouhhh) really
Cause I done seen your type before
You want to hate out on the chef cause he baking that dough, yo
Don't tempt me
Yo, what’s this noise I’m hearing? Give me some more toys, bitch!
Careful with your wishing, son. Careful with them choices. I don’t need to hear your
pussy they never want us in
Don't wanna see me win see me blown by the wind
Never cried when Pro died did when Jabba did
RIP double H more life to your
dumber than fuck
Follow your dreams, follow your gut
I don't wanna rush, don't wanna do too much
You want me to love you, put nothing above you, but you
life and be apologetically you
Don't let anyone drag you down because you deserve to smile
And judging by your eyes I can see that you haven't been happy
You'll be getting high with me comfortably see what i can see
I've been amazed by the way you levitate
I'm in this daze don't want to end my day
Still
(Don't you rush the ghetto)
And now your hiding in your house and you kick them out
Verse I: Tony Sunshine
Betta check who you fooling with, no doubt I
on in your parents' bedrooms
Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose
But can't, but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
"My bum is
lust or love?
And baby I know that I lied
God knows that we both have tried
But I want you here by my side
Baby I haven't slept through the night
God
Mister cop bro, cuz, this right here is my smoke
This right here's what I growed, so, please, just be on your way
Back to the middle to the front, don't
or Bentley
Beamer, Benz, or Bentley your scheming don't affect me
I'm fresh, I'm fly, I'm so damn high
More than 500 horses when I roll by
I'm calm, I
Your girls in the air, I hulked her like hogan
Smashed your only Juul you wished you had dreamed this
Not the first time shes tasted my
This is what
run up on you, I'll get you hit
Set you up by a bitch, I'll get you set up by a bitch
Nigga, fuck a diss, I don't want a diss
I'm tryna, uh, tryna post
to a hoe after a show
Homie, I don't play that shit one bit
Fuck around and get your head cut off like quick
Psychopathic bitch boy, peep the axe
to a hoe after a show
Homie, I don't play that shit one bit
Fuck around and get your head cut off like quick
Psychopathic bitch boy, peep the axe
(yeah)
It'll not get to me (yeah, yeah) , yeah
Ho, I'm stupid lit, ayy (yeah)
You don't want no beef (yeah)
You can keep your bitch, yeah (yeah)
Nigga,
Yeah, uh
Tell me what you really like
Baby, I can take my time
We don't ever have to fight
Just take it step-by-step
I can see it in your eyes
'Cause
Yeah, uh
Tell me what you really like
Baby I can take my time
We don't ever have to fight
Just take it step-by-step
I can see it in your eyes
'Cause
Yeah, uh
Tell me what you really like
Baby, I can take my time
We don't ever have to fight
Just take it step-by-step
I can see it in your eyes
'Cause
collabo
Who want it? Who want it? {Rascalz}
Ju the german
You know what I'm saying
Niggas don't want it {Rascalz}
All my live niggas, with me?
[Juju]
a milliion a million ways to love you
gotta bout a million x2
gotta bout a million ways or more that i can love you
caribbean girls
you know we don’t play
if
've ever needed you before
Hey my friend
I don't know where you are
But I'll be there
I'll help you find your star
There's not a face
Can take your
On the right track, I don't ever go left
Need my millions upfront, yeah, plus a bonus
Had a big heart, uh, 'til a nigga sold it
Had a good soul, uh, 'til a nigga
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