Lyrics:
the slaps
Slaps slaps slaps slaps
In the same time she runs that ass
Slaps slaps slaps slaps
Fuck with me hard ass bad
"You know baby
All the week was great
with my pay
I'm soon to count the bodies
So mandatory, my elevation, my lyrics like orientation
So you can be more familiar with the nigga you
with my pay
I'm soon to count the bodies
So mandatory, my elevation, my lyrics like orientation
So you can be more familiar with the nigga you
Well alright. Spice 1 in the hiddouse
(and Short Dawgs in the house bitch).
With the L.A. Players (soldiers to the game you know?) Yeah.
(Peep
You gotta bare with me (yeah)
'Cause I'm I don't do this (Nope)
But, fuck it (Let's see what happens)
Let's see what happens (No rules, right?)
Uh,
apart
I'll make my mark known from the start the start
Take you to mars chill with the stars the stars
Take it back I'm an 01 baby
Make this music doing
you, rubber ball man
Crying over you
I'm waiting for you, baby
I'm sitting all alone
I feel so cold without you
It chills me to the bone
I never
marks right through your mecca
want to be a thug, now you got the thug look,
Stick em up, leave medicaid, with the real to push
God body, with
to lose me
The rules we go by, where I'm from, she don't know
When I say I'm goin' around the way, she won't go
(Hell no) C'mon baby, you aight with me
to lose me
The rules we go by, where I'm from, she don't know
When I say I'm goin' around the way, she won't go
(Hell no) C'mon baby, you aight with me
to nice places
That's right, and I'm droppin' cash
Leave the mall with garbage bags
Gucci this, Prada that
Roll witcha boy you'll be poppin' tags
a straight face when I’m gettin mad at you
Cuz you got me feeling so different
I want your love and affection like it was something thats missing
(Verse)
So
up, baby come lift that dress then roll it up for me when I'm stressed
You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss
New Orleans and then Miami,
got it down pact
Teddy Paine was born to flirt now you can't down that
Now I'm flirt with her whether I'm in or out of town
That's why they call me
Lately my head been like tornado spin
I'm drinkin' Maker's Mark that's what I make of it
Am I real friend or enabling
Don't Fuck with God's plan, I'm
Digital Girl
Girl [X6]
My Digital Girl
The Dream:
Not a day goes by
Shawty, with out you in my mind, shawty
Donna Karen underwear, baby
I wanna see what's
of Reebok, shout to the whole Reebok staff holdin' me down
You know I'm sayin', Q Gaskins, Q, it's "Food & Liquor" time baby!
Shout to Matt Inc., Shout
Not effected by a hater no I’m not Nnaw)
I don’t rock with 12 either you a opp(Copper )
Not effected by a yo, you just a Thot(Thot)
No offense...I’m
basketball
You can call me Too, don't say it twice
You'll get me real mad and I'll fuck your wife
You see I'm not proper, I'm rarely polite
Too $hort, Too
're mad
But the things I really don't mean baby, yeah
You make me sick, uh, you can pack your shit
I'm a be alright with or without you
The next day I be
beats Ice cold, I don't know how I'm walking
Lil' baby know she bad, sip Bacardi You ain't got no love in nobody
Nobody stop me X marks the spot
nigga
Now I got to change, you ain't got nothin' to do with me
I'm goin' to Hell, nigga
My baby mama don't fuck with me no more
Can't my thug with
took in
I'm like dam
What goes up comes down
The same niggaz I knew then can't get a hi now
Bye now I'm ballin ballooning
Fucking with a fool bitch
Well alright. Spice 1 in the hiddouse
(and Short Dawgs in the house bitch).
With the L.A. Players (soldiers to the game you know?) Yeah.
(Peep
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