Lyrics:
at the bar you can catch me hands full of liquor
Puffin on the sweet submission, guess I'm the last one left
I got my back against the wall
Gat chillin by
Pretty dreams you sold to me
I think refund
Take back my time
rebuild my energy
I called up Jaz, Michelle and Tiffany
We back outside
(Ahh) Far from
Backshot Mek yuh holla and scream gyal
Put yuh left foot pon mi right shoulder
Mi dig yuh hole like mi searching fi treasure gyal
Yuh hole is a pleasure mi
left me hopeless
Thinkin bout moms suffering is hurting me still
But I had nothing left to offer, but atleast I was keepin it real
Mama what if I told
just wanna dance
Dance dance yeah
Left right left right cheek right cheek
Make that booty speak
Fill up my cup, fill up my cup
All eyes on me
She got
mostly over hype
Them numbers lookin' funny when you hold 'em up closer to the light
Machine, you know who did it best, you know who did it right
I sold
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Won't you look to your left and right? Make sure you ask your
no time to kill
Live it up, like there's no time left
And no time left to borrow
Why don't you try to get it right this time
Get it right this
turning around for me
By God's grace me affi mek it inna life
Me cut off connections weh nuh seem so right
Me want the best so me mek the sacrifice
Me
Look to your left, look to your right
Hate is everywhere you just need to fight
Look to your left ,look to your right
Can you see love or is it
Knew a girl named Tiffany
'Bout as sweet as she could be
The dance floor felt like home with her around
She took her discount Romeo
Left before I
me I wish you would damn
Right now I'm all alone to keep it real
Right now I'm all alone like in the field
Always keep my heart closed
Never know who
step by step!
Before I'm toast better get my bread!
Left, Right, Left
Move step by step
Before i'm toast better get my bread
Gotta get my breath
Can't
step
See'mon
My car is by Ferrari
And my body's Jack La Lanne
My clothes are by Armani
And my hair is by Elaine
Tiffany and Cartier are
Telling
so we marching like (left, right, left, right)
Oh they follow me
Well it's the highly underrated, album so anticipated
Mr. not intimidated by you
move,
And choose the course you're running.
Down at the edge, round by the corner,
Not right away, not right away.
Close to the edge, down by a river,
It's 3:00 AM, got my eyes wide shut,
I toss and turn, got the sheets untucked,
You broke right in, yeah, you stole, you took,
With dirty
cnd I came out to make a scene
Love to see that body jerk left and right
Forget our worries and freak all night
Hey! Hey! Hey! How y'all doin?
My
Go right to left, left to right
Middle passage connection
Yeah, about to build
Tell you which way to go
We go right to left, left to right
If you
Tiffany blue, factory diamonds I get high, up like a pilot
Unlimited sticks, get this money, my palm got a itch
Karats they bust out the wrist, keep
She don't really like it in the nighttime
Cause when night comes, she gets lonely
She just wants a nigga by her side
But all these niggas just keep
my right, yeah
One of the last real nigga left, yeah
Fuck who get left behind, yeah
Tell me I got the best, yeah
I'ma go up on the price, yeah
By
Oh well, nowhere to go but up
Bill and Bobby Ann, Tiffany and Mike
They seemed to be the kids that did everything right
Now the boys are doing
got it on me right now
With no intention to stop
Big Ark said chill bro
You're spending a lot
But the gang can't name one
That Fred didn't cop
Man I'm
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