Lyrics:
I'm so fly, all the haters and the killers try'n get me (get me) when I walk by,
All the girls wanna take a picture with me (with me) so baby just
the backyard
I'm ferocious growl, bark, got a mean snarl
Feed my nina Viagra the bitch stay hard
Feed you haters bullshit so you can stay a mark
Baby girl
Oh, there's good 'n bad things
About the South, boy
Oh, and some leave a bitter taste
In my mouth, now
Yeah!
Like the black man livin' across
got to be a bad boy
Okay, come out and play
Ya'll clowns Need to get down
Or get out the way i'm a live round
Shot to your head by Doc Dre ain't too
As long as time keeps on passing by (passing by)
You'll always be my baby boy
My love for you will never end (will never end)
You'll always be a part
anymore
This is bad
'Cause I know that you're the one
(Baby, you're the one)
(Baby, you're the one)
See the problem with relationships
In general
you under my cover
Bad than a mutha
I wanna show you, you could get it baby
Ditch your lady baby
Boy I know that you ain't had nobody like me
I
top ten is the Chevy
In ma backyard
Chicks wanna follow go
Just like a video
Owo Meji owo
(Can I hear you say?)
Owo Meji owo
(Girl you like that?)
Owo
never outside
Slid on that boy and that nigga was quiet
I'm Tryna catch em at nine
Bitch I'm outside with iron
Nigga ain't out here they really be lying
You wan test all the drug you be Dora
Rihanna on deck no bra no pant
Just showing off your body
You a bad bitch you a bad bitch
Kill them jooor baby
to have somebody mama here Screaming Jesus
Please believe me Baby boy Just Be easy
Y'all small fries but I'm way too greasy
In a bar exam Homie don't you
a dog, now watch me cat-a-pul-ta boy
Yeah, I'm extra alter, yes a vulture, catch you walkin'
Extra talkin' to the morgue by extra coffins
Yeah, I'm hype
Of ending it all
Well I've been busy so busy
Bad things on my mind
They say I've got good luck
Well I'm your good luck sorta guy
I've been raised by
K-k-k-Keshnavv Boy Watchu Cookin
Take her for ride make her shake it for a minute
I caught by her thighs shawty lovin' when I hit it
Wanna count from
and I say
Run run boys
Oh yeah where are you now
Lost your way and your mother too
Oh where are you now
I can never say
Yeah, things weren't too bad
leave me
Stay with me
I enjoy you boy
I like it when you text
In delighted by your sex
But I feel so good when you look at me
I felt so bad
When you went
Off top, boy
I'm a hot, boy
Shout out to Legal Money, man
Why you got your shirt off, cause I'm hot, boy
Where you get that work off, on the block,
Matter
Song by Abdulsheyk
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That boy killer
Abdulsheyk
Say we gaht the juice here
Its Danny B (SAVAGE)
Baby girl I wanna dey with
I'm trying to buy a house by the ocean, by the sand
Go out to the beach with a bad bitch and her friend they sipping mix drinks while I'm counting my
how many of y'all is really, really fly, huh?
How many of y'all?
It's at least one
Call me Daddy bitch
Cover boy bad
Corner boy swag
Keep one in
Baby come and spend my mon
Baby no de fall my hand
Tellay me baby kalo jaiye
The boy is bad eh ma lo fara we ooo
Wo ni mo buru mo bad
Wo ni wo ni wo ni
on
Pussy nigga hit em with that glock i tell him move on
I be stacking money get that green like a crouton
White bitch and she bad as fuck i get my groove
boots, muddy tires
Wrap your baby in your jacket by the fire
Yeah, the girls 'round here, they got it bad
For good old boys in a camouflage hat
Baby don't mind, I'm headed to the bottom
[?], just watch 'em
Make a left on East Buchanan, pull up in a backyard on Caroline
Me and Lil Ra Ra, we
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