Lyrics:
what I mean?
I get cash and still wear Jordache jeans
You thought your drug-dealing man was much better
Because he always came and got you in
Gotta jersey from Mitchell & Ness, I ain’t even stressed, I’m doin’ the best
And I ain’t even thinkin’ ‘bout sex, my jeans are by Guess, ‘cause I
would die
When I dream of you at night, I fantasize you're my wife
She got that long brown hair and her eyes sparkle like diamonds
Julie's got a heart
And when I see my life through, it's just a sea of regret, baby
I'm lost and upset, maybe I'm losing my mind
Everybody looks so happy, and I wonder if I'm
call me bag getter
Got the blue band bills in this Louis leather
I'm a demon baby so I'm always
Popping with the gats out
Pulling out the trap house
I
Well, I got a girl name Boney Maronie
Well, she's as skinny as a stick of macaroni
Oughta see her rock and roll with blue jeans on
She's not very
her papi, ima Dior her probably
Thats my lil mami
Don’t get twisted
Ain’t with switching
If it ain’t broke, baby don’t fix it
Baby just listen
I ain’t
it down to the end
I Got the game on lock like keys
Sadly had to dash dat bait I left
Fingerprints like Touch ID
This barbie wanna cuff by me
My
support mine got a whole leash
Short brown sexy tall fine thats the old me
Oyster face pacific blue sea all on my rollie
Leather seats looking like blue
Your smile, your voice, your eyes
You know it's got me mesmerized
You're the one that makes me happy
You're my forever baby
Give me your love
And i
(By myself)
When I touch it you know I might fuck her
(By myself)
68 thousand, Audemars Piguet
Had a rock on me, yeah
Baby, I'm not turnt up, but I'm
about the fly brown mami ezokwenza u-Misto uskwiza
Got the type of curves you won't believe
She pretty with them glasses, through the masses I can see her
about the fly brown mami ezokwenza u-Misto uskwiza
Got the type of curves you won't believe
She pretty with them glasses, through the masses I can see her
(racks)
I got a grape purple Jag (yeah)
I got a blue Dickie set (uh)
Stuffed with a whole lot of racks (racks)
Ridin' 'round with my racks (skrrt)
Lookin'
Have you seen him
Have you seen him
Brown hair blue eyes, 5 foot 10
Have you seen her
Here's her picture
She's my wife, she's my best friend
Have
outs to me 20 20 vision I can hit yo ass without the beam I ain't 4pf but I got them blue strips bussing out the seams they seen my cup they thought
a bowl,
Fuckin her outside , Im pullin her by her robe
Her pussy good, but I really just use her house the stove,
Her uncle work on my cars, her auntie play
Good bad, baby stay by my side
If he wanna play with you I'm bound to let that chop fly
We come from the trenches we was always taught to not cry
look at shorty face
I handle all mine like a boss do
If I cop a Porsche my baby
Get a porsche too
I'm the truth
Like them jeans with the horseshoe
Said
Baby say she from the Ukraine
She wanna kick shit, I call her Liu Kang
Running shit up like I'm Usain
Off-White stripes on the shoelace
Nigga wanna talk
Got money in all my jeans
Girls on all my screens
Relationships over flings
Barbecue wings, ballin' within my means
And everybody's down to sacrifice
and I'm giving her to JAY1
Hakkz done told you, we can go local
Brown-skin, peng ting baby, lemme come hold you
They just wanna get first
Know
thought I was trying to play fly
'Cause I had a pair of blue jeans on
Young girl, won't you take my order?
She said, "Yeah, but right now I'm sorta
thought I was trying to play fly
'Cause I had a pair of blue jeans on
Young girl, won't you take my order?
She said, "Yeah, but right now I'm sorta
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