Lyrics:
that bitch should've said it then
Loving my life, you surrounded by petty men
Shordy want meddy and peddy, I get it then
Said your girl fine, but you
Out on the weekend
Let them in, get the lights, let party begin
Mix a little love, get the mood jumpin'
From new york to miami by ten
I think
ride
Poor little infa-Miss America's down
She gained five pounds and lost her crown
Quick fix plastic surgical antidote
Got herself a record deal, can't
the days,through
The ways,and you try to get on
But in vain,and you can't run
Away from the pain in your brain
Than comes the skirts,da girls!
You fell in
little glass booth, in that highway to dreams
I was not that good of a student in school
But this life taught me lessons
That made me no fool
Oh, my
[Intro]
I would change a thing, if I have to live my life all over
Oh... baby, oh girl, I do it all again, if I have to live my life
Live my
I would change a thing, if I have to live my life all over
Oh, baby, oh girl, I do it all again
If I have to live my life, live my life I would
I
and every day until Christmas I'd get a piece of chocolate, and it was a really nice tradition. I'd like to do that with little Maxi, if you're okay with
no other
Plus I'm on my own in this world but I cracked the code
Connection with my soul rich like gold but I think you should know
I been watching
to a tongue that's poor
She want to know if I gotta girl, of course
Does the teddy riley have a mansion and dogs?
Keep it true, fool, so my time invested
well it's a proven fact they don't =
Respond to every call for help in time, so there she stays, poor little =
Girl, lying on the floor of a dirty
Girl, I ain't no star
I just ain't from 'round here
(Check, check, check)
My pilot told me I'll go far (you gotta light today)
If I stay from
this in her drink
Now all you gotta do is nibble on this little bitch's earlobe
(Yo! This girl's only fifteen years old
You shouldn't take advantage
it comes in handy
I once knew this bitch by the name of Candy
But he kicked her out because the punani was sandy
Saint Dog kicked her out, Daddy X
it comes in handy
I once knew this bitch by the name of Candy
But he kicked her out because the punani was sandy
Saint Dog kicked her out, Daddy X
V's and a stick shift
Bitch nigga, you get hit quick
Queens niggas, we get rich quick or die tryin'
Goin' for green with the nine iron
I get booked
with blood
Man, right through the bush (right through that)
I swear it knows each and every of my habits
It sees my dick more often than my girl, she's
This bitch just stepped on my foot/ on purpose I give her a little playful push/ n said whoops/ she turned n looked/ to see who it was/ she opened
OG by the OZ
White girl snort white til her nosebleed
White timbs on never got cold feet
O got the strap but imma use the O.E.
Cause a ruckus thats us
House up, niggas depend on little girls to play house bruh
Niggas be lounging up when there money to make nigga participate
Create your own road
thinking she a brat
Young an rich that’s a life style
I hear them talking that’s a little clout
Second guess she’ll never doubt
She fuck me good with
Sandy, baby tell me what's the damn plan
Baby I'm next at the Grammy's cuz' all of my hits be a grand slam
Thought it was a stunt grab the little pump
Hey, Spectacular
I might as well just go ahead
And just spit 'tacular shit, bro
OG two-timer, you ready?
You know why I'm here rich Homie, nigga!
your bitch
You a little bitch, bitch
I'll make your muthaphuckin brain snap like a twig bitch
I'll whoop your ass, you a little bitch
You on minimum
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