Lyrics:
in your clique, I'm bawlin' wit'cha trick
Golden rocks fallin' off my neck and wrists
When I breeze by, you be groovin' in the midst
Of my cycle,
, yeah
Ooh, don't say nothin', walk on by, yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
You didn't even try to understand, just where I was comin' from
No, no, baby
to realize what I told you when
I was 16? I was dead ass
Yo, what Vegas got me favored to win by?
It don't matter
I'm gonna cover the spread fast
You had a 16
Wished I stayed sober cause I don't know what
Happened and niggas keep on laughing (last night!)
Oh that's right
You was poppin' at the cutie with the big
wanna
Goin' nowhere
All your friends keep sayin' you can do better
With somebody else
Sayin' I'm dangerous and you can do better
All by yourself
Baby you fire
When I look at you
All I wanna do is
Conquer that empire
Would you throw me a wire
Would you quiet my choir
It's about to be a drip
again
You know baby I'm a star
And I just got back from France
Had to get myself a calendar
Cause I be in demand
And your Ex guy can't do it like me
Next
imma blow a coward
I ain't got no fuckin room for no sour apples
If I feel some fake shit I'll be hollin at you
Practice what I preach tabernacle
Me
they ain't got bitches like mine
I feel like tonight I'm goin' ride, ride
And if you feel you goin' die, die
Now baby, baby, baby what the deal
Respect
us
And what the people need? Hey
I got that, yeah
I call these rappers baby seals, 'cause they club you to death
I could call em' Navy SEALs,
girl
I am gonna give what I‘ve got to give
Verse 2
Love love love
Love can be
Simple and nice
cs long you are by my side
Cuz I wanna be with you
that's my lunch
Ru-ru-run your motherfuckin' pockets when I come
It's an honor to be robbed by Denise's only son
Yeah, give a ready baby boy, beta
and you don't need to sleep
Don't be slacking homie
Grab me by the proof so I don't miss a beat
Baby, so tonight I'm gon' be
Riding on your, riding on your
Shit, you got me fucked up
(Mmm) Let's do it baby
Why you fuckin' with me and messin' around
I just wanna sit down, what?
Go in closer you're too far
Aw shit, here come the man again
You know if you can't with the style that's goin' on right now
Then you need to be sittin' down
If MC's can't
Shawty got them curves she be fucking all of them though
Cause you the baddest like
Ain't no badder bitch out there shawty
And I know what you like
What
be
So you've made a choice
No one can tell me to do nothing that I don't wanna do
So what U wanna do
Hey it's 2
I'm goin' home with U
Hey it's 2
I'm
daughter, I be worried 'bout Kim
But Saint is baby Ye, I ain't worried 'bout him
I had my life threatened by best friends who had selfish intents
What I'm
stones, gotta be prepared
Sittin' 'round dreamin' how you 'bout to be a player
The years and the time fly, you ain't even workin'
Went by overnight you
I tell the 'Gram I'm goin' crazy
Aye baby now you want the truth
Well I'm beginning from the roof
Question after question after fuckin' question
Girl
on you (say what?)
Now I can't wait to get you home
Get you all alone in my bedroom
Baby can we bone, and get it on?
Tell me, lady, how you like me
and it's goin' on
She had another buddy, came by my place
Thick ass bitch, said her name was Grace
She walked in the door wearin' a lace
You shoulda seen
Ain't nobody gotta know
What we got goin on
We Can keep this thing between us
We can fuck on the low
Wanna do ur body rite
So u can cum bak for more
of friend you turned out to be
Baby that was some kind
Some kind of friend you turned out to be
(City rhythm, oo, city rhythm, oo, city rhythm, oo)
When my
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