Lyrics:
won't be sorry (nah)
I'm a dog that can't be stopped, they call me Marley (woof woof)
Gimme that top shelf, no barley
If I don't see purp, that shit ain't
were you, I'd tell my homies "I'll holla"
And if your man ain't me, why bother?
I go by the name Carter, I got more plaques than tartar
I'm just checkin'
she trying to grind with me(Ok)
She try to kick it all the time with me
She steady rolling on this ride with me
Baby come & ride with me
Look
No need
she got a couple problems that she deal with by herself
Mm hm okay let me help
No no you ain't gotta bare
They say love hit like a bullet
Who let Cupid
on me no liar
I'm your 23 your Scottie
Don't have to feel like you're all alone
My love runs deep like a baritone
Like Tammy Wynette and George Jones
you slip or fall
Its all good
Its all good
You ain't ever gotta worry
Anytime you need me
Ill be home in a hurry
Just lemme know
I take you everywhere
good baby girl
You aint gotta stress
I thought that there was no love left
Like shawty baby you aint gotta worry
Lets take it slow man I aint in no hurry
Girl you're gettin' that look in your eyes,
and it's starting to worry me.
I ain't ready for no family ties,
nobody's gonna hurry me.
Just keep
Girl you're gettin' that look in your eyes,
and it's starting to worry me.
I ain't ready for no family ties,
nobody's gonna hurry me.
Just keep
be stuck in this spot
I guess they really mean till death do us part
Oh no, and we ain't got nowhere to go though
We're locked up tight like Fort Knox
or you coming out with her
Bounce out baby like I'm tiger
Jones is just one fly
Fly nigga
True enough homie
Why she scream that
Why everybody in here with
no dope
All the Cutties from the pens comin' home again
And we ain't tryin' to kill each other cause brother we all in
Beautiful black women give 'em
frown lift up
(Spoiled bitch)
No work goes thru on ground we have it lift up
She said hurry up get rich her ass need lift ups
I aint like her baby daddy
a nigga 20, this ain't pump three
They say, who, Mike Jones
Fuck no, Mike Paige
If you ain't runnin' with me, get the fuck out the way
Right or wrong ride
a new sherriff in town
And it ain't Reggie Hammond 2Pac:
Now shit's constantly hot, on my block
It never fails to be gunshots
Can't explain a mother's
counterfeiting
He ain't Mike Jones, why he Still Tippin'
Toeing out your house
Look in your eyes, hearing his lies
Coming out your mouth
He always acting up, he
And love be blind so he just fine
He looking for the money
So he aint got time
She say he love him
But he say she lying
He ain't no dog
But he aint a feline
You ain't gotta tell me, baby I been there before
Baby why you worried ? Baby why you worried ?
I been moving digital these boys they stuck in analog
I
Running to the money like I’m Usain.
circle tighter than the jar for my loose change.
I ain’t kicking it I leave that shit for luikang.
Ain't no
cuff ya girls
'Cause Santana and Jones is runnin up the girls (Yeah)
No game just fuck your girls
But who am I to corrupt the world? (Yeah)
Give
imma run
I cant play no games ain't no Monopoly this ain't fun
I see why you hating I'm on top because I won
Niggas stink like Davy Jones locker in
bet you thinkin' bout it
Don't you wanna know how I get down (uh huh)
Take a number baby
You ain't the only brother
Trying to get up under my skirt
'bout to pull four
Ain't no tellin' where i'm goin' go
Nah, so influenced by all my doings
Young nigga tryna change the world
Look, i'm so influenced by
from X, I just know that's a test
I miss him being bliss, but baby, you don't miss
You ain't worry bout shit (worry bout)
Bitch I know (bitch I know)
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