Lyrics:
rich and (I'm a flirt)
Hey homie, if you ain't gettin' no money
You better keep her away from me ya dig
Well if u love ya girl
And wanna keep ya girl
tell them pussy niggas pipe down
Pull up with the nine out and really blow his mind out
The way the pistol singing you would think it's Amy Winehouse
three for three, four by thе time you hearing this, uh
And I'm blessed to hit record and pour my heart in these songs
Till the right one hear it then
a jail cell
Fuck what ya man say, bitch you mine now
Until I overdose, I feel like I'm Amy Winehouse
Hey, I wish I brought a time machine
Nigga I'd take
Let's go
Ice rose red, can't fix it, no maintenance
I'm a wise kid, no time, my Rolex
And I'ma die by that
I'ma die 'bout my respect
Too high I
and you know my name
They don't know, a loud mouth won't get you nowhere
Baby I swear (they don't know)
I'm best friends with Giuseppe
If you let me I'll
the parking lot
Said Amy and me we're gonna tie the knot
You're my Bestman
Just wanted you to know that
Just in case
I don't make it back
Have a beer
lighthouse
Addicted to you, back to black, Amy Winehouse
Lights out, less dangerous, Kurt Cobain
Cold blooded veins, living, dying hurts the same
So I burn
steps
The booze already made me lose, I can't go out like I'm Amy Winehouse
The Lord graciously still kept me here in a place to be
On the corner like
(pressed), laser on the Tec (Tec)
Diamonds dripping wet (wet), you just got finessed ('nessed)
When I say I'm fresh don't need no stylist to get dressed (no
Shiny suit on who else you know cook a brick like this
Puff Daddy with the remix, JD Wrist remix
Courtside all season, Maybach truck bleeding
Ayo
feeling your vibe
And I'm hoping you feel the same
I'm a wink my eye and let you know I got the game
When I pa** by I know exactly what you say
He's so
to the chest
Aye that's that Derrick Rose
Okay qué pasa mommy, hit a cart-wheel
She like the way I sling that D, no cartel
Okay qué pasa holmes
And you don’t
that pothole!
Me I’m on that 'Zant bottle store bout
To blow like I’don’t know shit!
And I done got robbed before but not no more
Glocks stashed in
I'm in a winehouse, looking for Amy
Dressed in all white like I be sailing
Just like Jason Statham with the aiming
Just like Percy Tau when I be playing
[Chorus: Trey Songz]
Even though I'm in the streets, you know exactly what I do,
And then I, chase this paper you ain't gotta wait for me
of walking
sometimes i wanna float to the sky
Amy Winehouse, is life a pie or an ocean!?
I need to know
Cause i be lost & i think folks is startin to notice me
and they opened toes
Unc just hit me with some keys that don't open doors
Cuz just hit me with a P i'm finna smoke it though
Damn
I aint know i owe you for
the research and it's clear you haven't
Might not have it mastered but I bet I'll capture
Essence of sessions done by Amy Winehouse
Or maybe find out, I'm just
Hey
Hey, what's up?
Miss you
Yeah, listen
Baby, I know we said it's best we don't talk no more
But I got to get it off my chest, 'bout all
That white girl sent me to rehab
Amy Winehouse
Wish it could be different
But I'm all up in this courthouse
Aren't hard to tell that I'm hungry
I need
on your beat make it bang
I already know I’m the man
I’m cooling I’ve found new fans
Look B you should come to my zone coz
I do not sit on the phone
I get
got the game
When I pass by I know exactly what you say
He's so fly
And yes, he's so cool
Hey shawty (hey shawty)
What it do
He's mad 'cause I'm looking
is gone
Whitney is gone
Amy Winehouse is gone
David Bowie is gone
But I'm still standing
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