Lyrics:
feel about her
Well I'll tell you what I know
Brown sugar love me real slow
And I don't care what my friends say
I just can't let her go
Two years
without em
Can't trust them hoes poking
Holes up in condoms
Put a S on her breast, she a supermodel
If you swallow these kids
Does that make you childish
but some chiefer
Believe her, I don't wanna mistreat her, don't leave her
Please, if you leave her, I need her
Damn, she just so fine, yeah, baby I
grown for once, let's go (c'mon, c'mon)
(C'mon, c'mon) come on, baby girl, let's go
Yo, I guess when you young, you like em old
And when you old, you
Whoa (let's go)
Young rich nigga pull up in a Bentley (with a semi)
Windows tinted, got a bad bitch with me (got ya main bitch with me)
Chrome Heart
impatient
Let's go kick in their door and strip them naked, leave 'em stinking
No witness, no weapon, my nigga, the case is over
The reaper snatched 'em,
her mine but she play these mind games with me
Ass hypnotic
She got it so she flaunt it
Ass hypnotic
She got it so she flaunt it
If I can't make
like:
FUCK, SHIT, GOD DAMMIT, MUTHA FUCKA,
YOUNG BITCH, WHORE, SLUT, CUNT, WHEN YOU GONNA BE 18?
In the midst of my crisis I heard her say:
Well I'll be
Eenie meenie miney mo
Catch a bad chick by her toe
If she holla
If-if, if she holla, let her go
She's indecisive, she can't decide
She keeps
Their own rule
So replied, Dear Wife
I leave it all to you
To choose
And with that
He saw
Her change
Into a
Lovely
Young maiden
And she sighed
leave me lone
She don’t wanna waste no time
She just wanna let me grow
I can’t really waste no time
I can’t really let you go
She don’t wanna let me go
years old
And she already knows what Red Bull tastes like, I'm fucked
Judge, if you're seeing this, please let me have McKenzie back
I even wore my
pecan brown can't leave it alone
Liking the way she break it down to the flo'
Need to get her over here show her where
It's about to go down right now
I'm
shakin' around a lot
My white boy in a feel like car
Nah, I never fell in a mess
Ain't real slow like Chris Van in the glitz
Let's go, young bitch with my
on the bankrolls
Bro said, "if she wanna leave, I should let go"
Heart sayin', "If she leave, we're goin' with her, let's go"
I don't wanna let go, girl from 734
I
fivi this bitch is a wetty
She got that drip
She put her clit on my lip
Stick my tongue out and I flick
But don't take a flick
Cant let a bih catch me
love me, don't you lie (yeah)
Won't cross my heart, don't wanna die
She fill my mind up with ideas
Hope I make it outta here (Let's go)
She's in love
(yeah, yeah)
You gotta love it or leave it alone (yeah, uh)
You gotta love it or leave it alone (let's go)
You gotta love it (uh)
Rewind (yeah, yeah)
(yeah, yeah)
You gotta love it or leave it alone (yeah, uh)
You gotta love it or leave it alone (let's go)
You gotta love it (uh)
Rewind (yeah, yeah)
the air
If you're here to get fucked up
Raise your cup, raise your cup
The weather's warming up
Let's cut class, go get drunk
My magic wand made her Moaning
it hit
Sound of the smoke, real loud when it's lit
Still let it off with a crowd in the midst
Black car, matte stick, I'm it
Don't pick die, if you
was smart you'd let me send her in
Make her do a stoll on E14 and bring back dividends
She ain't got no chips then in this whip you is not gettin in
If
and present your self
Know your worth and go get some wealth
Do it by your self you don't need no help
And that's words from foreign they never boring
Ill heal
don't wanna hear that gangsta shit
If they ain't died yet
Huh, we go to war for that fettuccine
Young niggas turnin' Buicks
Into Lamborghinis
I took
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