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bcuz u cumin soon
got dat pussy so wet its soakin lika tycoon
hit ha from da side her ass look like da letta Q
ma eyes get so big from da site dat i have

that bitch these niggas be breaking they necks
This the same girl that ain't answer yo text
This the same girl you be liking all of her shit, but she

Looking at yo bitch grab my hand come n walk with me
Cause you know I got bands up in my pocket like monopoly
shawty I just want to fuck  don't talk

Look
I got a girl and she got me going crazy
But her actions never ever really phase me
Cause i’m blinded by the love that i’ve been chasin
Even

behind 
So I be on they mind 

I got this one, 
Her phone be dead 

She don't wanna know the time 

I got another she love seafood,
She be down at juicy

behind 
So I be on they mind 

I got this one, 
Her phone be dead 

She don't wanna know the time 

I got another she love seafood,
She be down at juicy

I don't want to leave
But I gotta go, though
Mad places to be
Got mad faces to see
I got mad face to receive
She a baddie but her daddy
Don't approve

Father to Son

Charles & Eddie

Duophonic

1992

A single mother
Struggles hard;
Her child's neglected,
In her own backyard.
An absent father;
The T.V.'s on;
A little reminder
That hope is

and take me for some silver spooned white boy 
I was up and down the field attacking em like maddison 
We just about got by I was a filthy gob shite 
While

got lucky, alright
Found peace in her own storms
But it didn't happen overnight
You just fell into a bad place
Like a pebble in the stream
You'll get

Wonder if she knows I woulda made her wifey if she had a better rep
Wonder why they don't wanna see me shine
Wonder will I ever leave the streets
Behind

it by any means 
I stay focused when I'm not with my team 
But I ain't tripping I'm toting that thing
This a lethal weapon I fuck up yo whole team
Ass

from Japan
Uber yo gurl
I got this bitch on demand
I Know what she want
Her world in the palm of my hands
Keep cool gotta lay low widdit
I’m just trynna

you a lame all that hatin on me got yo bitch snatched
Broke nigga all up in his feelings he won’t get back
If nigga say he love her it’s a fee to get

further than life go
You know nine up got cash so clean
Bitch bad she bad I smash count stacks
Niggas hate count that move foward
Making moves stay smooth

better 
Just felt like I should write you this letter 
Drowning in this jack trynna forget her 
Crying, my cheeks just getting wetter 
She said I'm sorry,

hand, God as my witness
The man and the car might take yo' mistress
Imma need a maid, she could clean my dishes
Deep dish rims make toe tips glisten
I

starving
I say pardon my brother
Here yo go and do you want it
Got me sick of taking orders
Gotta go through
Some ups and downs
Life’s what you make it
When

sickenin' I got across the system (yea)
Y'all niggas lost your vision
Read it in Braille, I'll be a source of wisdom 

Ay, yo, check, I got Rugers for

aint slick hoe im on to ya
Got 1 like you bitch im clonin ya
Whats wrong wit her
Hoe
I was tryna do a song wit ya
I was tryna put you on
But you been

Yea
You know what time it is man
No fucking minutes to spend
Or to waste
We got to go all the way to the top with it
Aint no more time left yet yo

Outro to intro and

Intro to outro

Like a maestro

Feeling so high though

From the get go

Last seen at 4:20

Got my hoodie like Kenny

Laying low

the groupie
Tryna grab me tell her let me go
She acting bad and boujie
Like it’s my job to wanna smack her booty
Bitch I ain’t on duty

Hook:

One time for

this cash feel my jit get neglected/ cause she ain’t choose me as her dad or put my mind on investments/  niggas acting like it’s beef I can’t even much