Lyrics:
on a Tuesday underneath two fish in the sky
I don't ask why
Well maybe sometimes
Either way I'll just be grateful for life
Everyday I get a chance to do right
Papa I know you're going to be upset
'Cause I was always your little girl
But you should know by now
I'm not a baby
You always taught me right
you to bake the cheese at 98 degrees
They get paid to please
I'll get paid to be
Music meant to be for the mental peeps
Many just don't get my melodies
Baby I'm in a state
That got my heart hazy
Lungs hate it
If I smoke
Life's changing
Work hard
Play barely
Here's art
Please pay me
Didn't know what else
you you
I need you you you i need you you you
I need you you you
Oh, sometimes I feel like
I feel a little sad inside
My baby mistreats me
And I kinda
could'nt take it no more
Put it on shorty then I bounce through the backdoor
She said hold on baby come here blaze it on the floor
Now I finish with that
Of knowledge
Ya body match
U a law student
U misuse and I'll prove it
Cruisin on 2s
With the booze
While the Crew real true
Bumping my music
Ya facts not
time for me to hit the skin
I can tell you want it baby, by the way that you grin
Let me fondle on your breasts
As we both undress
And if you let me,
Please believe me, yeah come on baby
(I like the way she do's it)
Let me show 'em how we do it
(And she loves the way I does it)
[Chorus]
All in together
tonight say eih eih eih
when its time to set it right o yea eih eih eih
its like the bible just begun eih eih eih
when the sex just a little long oh eih
Yeah aye
Yeah aye
Yeah aye
Yeah
One time for that one time
Two times for that one time
Three times for that one time
Tell all my niggas please
in the back
Niggas ain't real, no more on the show
Drop pin on you, baby, shove me on the map
Main bitch on my line like, where you at
Two more shots,
fucked up, maybe
Ima get it done when it's late please
Trust me I've been busy lately
Just give me a minute
I'm chilling not trippin
If y'all feel me
like that groove
And got me begging baby please
It’s just me and you i like this view
Ok ok ok oh
I don’t wanna wait for a good time
So I’m gonna make
sixteen, that's a PT
36 that's a keyzee
Push button start, bitches thought I lost my keys, please
Trappin' out my haunted house of ghosts, there's some
the truth hurts, are you gon' hide it from me
Yeah, woah side by side, are you gon' die with me
Just asking, so many have lied to me
Hope they see the cash,
And Tash you can't drink brew, you know you the nigga who (WHAT?)
be all on yo' nads, after just a swig or two
[Tash]
Nigga you trippin, must be that
Ah ah
Baby girl was draped in Chanel
Said she love Tupac but hates some LL
Seen her at the bar with anklets and toe rings
She can take a prince,
I'll get by
Knowing that it's fine
When I'm with you
Lonely nights
Looking at your skin
Baby It's blue
Kiss you
All over your face
Take your issues
Yo, First off haters fuck em
No bedtime stories but you
Know somebody tuckin'
As my dough gets nice they
Just come by the dozen
But them hoes still
'em
So you walk back in, make a scene about 'em
On your Amerie it's just 1 thing about 'em
It's called love
Niggas don't sing about it no more
in a black and white the capacity is two.
We're not alone, we're three more brothers, I mean street-brothers.
Now wearin' my dyes, 'cause I'm not
you man? You tell half truth
Actually whole lives nutty like a fucking baby roof
I won't ask again, I know it puts you on the spot
The truth burns your
with your attention
Can I please just mention
Think you're the finest, sweetest little thing I ever did see
Don't tease me
Just please me
Let these
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