Lyrics:
them times
Its in my blood check the line
I'm built tougher than a Ford
Get your girl she's on the loose
She's texting me on the low
Sending pussy with
(Yeah, where the girls)
Yah-yah
Ayo, my niggas can't cap, can't have fun by their damn selves
Everytime we pull up, gotta ask ""Nigga, where the girls
Lord
YB told me ain't no limits when living
Just because you follow Christ don't mean you can get it
North Miami pioneer trail blazing
My past mistakes
n****s to the boondocks (Come on)
Where we can get it however they choose
Now look how quiet the room got
You can hear a pin drop in that mother fucker
debris
Go get em
Hey, hey I don't know what to say at this part so Imma just keep going
Look, uhh, yo captain planet had me feeling the power was mine
But
should call you sugar
You so sweet (so sweet, girl)
'Cause baby you the sweetest, sweetest, sweetest (I know)
Oh, you look so good (yeah)
And you
the choppa racist it be shooting niggas baby
And shawty light skin and she thick just like a snickers baby
I walk her to her I say ay girl you a pretty lady
to get it
Give a trick some pussy tell
Him put somethin wit it
Get down on it good if you a shaker
I see you got him where you want him
Get your cake up
them no they can't rock with us
And no no they can't get no dough from me
Remember I said it was a phase well i guess by now i'm just over it
I told
on tunechi
Hoes on Huey
Pockets on Koolie
So these broads want Junie
This is just the start part of the first movement
Cause I want it all and I’m a boss like
Pick up the phone, call up the line
Call up the request line
Call up the line
Call up the request line
So call up the line
Get down wit, down wit us
broads got an
Automatic thickness for eight
You'll soon get it
Just stay workin' hard at it
Goodness gracious
Good God almighty
You got a badoonka
Black girl, Black woman, Black mom
We owe reperations to all the ebony
Nubian, goddesses from 1770s
To presently,
from you we get grace so heavenly
We
think its nothing though
Yea I know the game
And I Know exactly how it go
Til the Money come fast
The attention is slow
Some get stuck in the past
Pillar
to myself
I got new rules, I count 'em
I gotta tell them to myself
Practice makes perfect, I'm still tryna learn it by heart (I got new rules, I count 'em)
and West, I'm talkin hemispheres
My papa raised no fool
So many zeros on my check it's like, oooooooooooohh
Livin lovin, lovin livin, it's all good
I'm
I'm smelling real nice
Gassing me off the dope I'm smoking I'm gone keep inhaling cause it feel right
Don't get snakes out of your position that's your
I guess it could make one for you. And so he calls out to his secretary and is like, Hey, can you make me a resume? And uh, can you get a business
good thing goin', yes, that girl and me
We've got it good
So let's get it on, let's get it on
Let's get it on, girl
So, we've got a good thing
If you get her started, she gon' get started
Real X-rated, real exotic
Real explicit when she licks it
So don't come playin', don't come barganin'
so it's like what's gonna work for you is not gonna work for me and visa versa
But also, ya know
That's how we connect with certain people
Because
my dreams, yuh done know di love is real)
Baby boy, not a day goes by
Without my fantasies (come on, girl tell me what's the deal)
I think about
So, I typed a text to a girl I used to see
Saying that I chose this cutie pie
With whom I wanna be
And I apologize if this message gets you down
Then
You make me groovy, so huey
Touch it, the way we do it
The way we do it, the way we do it
Baby touch it, come closer
The way you do it, you make me
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