Lyrics:
Feeling so Cherry Pie
When you swoop me from the airport
You best have my supply
Now all my party people
I know you know what's up
So put your drank up in
"Fly" Snuka
Tomahawk dunk on all of you five-footers, uh
Speaker knocker, this that 45 woofer
Slaughter guys, and this hit was ordered by the Butcher
to every women that you lust
I love to pay her bills can't wait to pay her rent Curtis Jackson baby mama
I ain't asking for a cent
Burn the house down gotta
Cause you like to make sounds
Never make it to the bed
We barely make it to the couch
When I want it she supply it
I’m wearin' that pussy out
His and her
have my respect
America only care about helping ourselves
What are you talking about? America does help
Give them a week of supply and they will be good
it, I meant it
And with that said, let me show love where it's due
Thank you to the fans who help my dreams come true
Thank you to my parents for
attention
And not to mention you look like you're on a pension
You look like that ronald MC Donald and MC hammer
And by your heavy breathing I can tell you
I walked through the door with you, the air was cold
But somethin' 'bout it felt like home somehow
And I left my scarf there at your sister's house
the family and show love to the ones that you've got, you always Will be "Feeled"
And filled with energy to move the mountains
Motivation's too high that it is
tell?
Whole team turning 30 like that album by Adele
Its 90Sitcom like fresh prince or saved by the bell
Them streams don't count if you just playing em
everything, had to change my lane, come up with some better schemes
Cause these people ain't listening if they thinking that you're capping
If I said it then I
You can lead me to the private world
I need your love
Just supply me with the fuel
I can live by your private rule
I need your love
Ooh ooh, baby
One
made an album for you
What if it was by you for me?
I see your grin everytime my eyes are opened
'Cause when they're closed it's 'cause you chose I
shit finally drop, that's one album I will not be buying
What, You're too Hollywood? And you don't even have two minutes?
Ever since you got your buzz,
meet
Let me tell you a story
Two people fell in love
And the color barrier was never breached
Before that time
It was by two double agent spies
Daring
samples and high notes
Art of War
By any means
Bunch Of niggas dressed in Supply coats
Always giving love out first
Can't avoid it
I come off cursed
Steak
I walked through the door with you, the air was cold
But somethin' 'bout it felt like home somehow
And I left my scarf there at your sister's house
beat from the pocket now
And the crumbs on the face how I love the cake
That one thing you supposed to do
You look around it’s wherever you look
But
me
Gah damn ain't it crazy how I'm in love with you
Kissing the air till your love fills my lungs
I'm getting high, oh, I'm getting high off the love
to the Gs when its drama time
Pay attention to the Ds when they drive by
They know that niggas moving Ps of that cherry pie
If you smoking on that fire watch
the universe love you today
'Cause the energy we bringing sure to carry away
A flock of positive activists and fill the body with hate
If it's necessary
right now
It's just, me, Aaron
We just happy to give you guys this mixtape man
Hold y'all over 'til the album come
Been working on that motherfucker
the whole city popping
Air Force One we mobbing
Met a bitch the other day
Say she go both ways (Me too)
Heard them niggas think I'm crazy
Told that nigga
motherfuckers crush
And making sweet love to every women that you lust
I love to pay her bills can't wait to pay her rent Curtis Jackson baby mama
I ain't
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