Lyrics:
ventilation
If you looking for that nigga here's your indication
Don't be fooled by that nigga he a imitation
My jet fuel dripping them niggas tripping ain't it
Gotta respect gotta protect gang
Who dat callin money callin rang rang
Diamonds froot loops want my chain swang
Gain the money i'll buy the champagne
Why that hoe callin my phone, why that hoe callin my phone
Shawty won't leave me alone, she said she in love with my roll
She come to my shows
Jam in the cut, he'll slice, that's a tech
All this beef, man these cowards get milked by the neck
Real life shit, it be sour, no prep for a wreck
Been
I'm ballin' i'm ballin' i'm ballin'
They callin' they callin' they callin'
They callin' they callin' they callin'
I'm ballin' hard in the paint
You
vibe
Middle of may till october time
O-dis summer gonna be so live
Dancin, skankin by da pool side
Ibizas callin n am all in
6 AM yeah we crawl in
Then
vibe
Middle of may till october time
O-dis summer gonna be so live
Dancin, skankin by da pool side
Ibizas callin n am all in
6 AM yeah we crawl in
Then
to the skies with U.F.O.s
She be callin' on my phone
Telling me she's all alone
When she's calling on my phone
But she got a man at home
Woah, Woah
Can you
They been calling
They been calling
I can hear them callin my name
I put my pain up in this song
They been callin
They been callin
I just want my
This will be the Day That I say fuck it All
Started this shit by myself
That’s how Ill finish Off
If You really tryna eat
I got room for Yawl
All
Satan's school of charm !
I hear your mama callin' you
I hear your mama callin' you
You'd better stand and face the truth boy
I hear your mama callin
To keep believin' our dream of fiji
Your image lingers, a faded picture
Your past erased by untold elixir
I'm fallin' off the world
I'm callin' you (do you
You're drinking me dry
Throwin' fuel on a fire, fire
And we ain't enough
If this is what you call love
I swear I'm better alone
I feel ya claws
nobody gonna keep true love from callin' us
Mr. and Mrs. Santa Claus
Honey, do you remember our first Christmas?
Standin' by that poor old Christmas
Baptism by fire
She's never burned brighter
She is everything she needs
Sparks fly
Feel that heat
Always had the fuel inside her
Lighter
Not a match
She's
there Is fire
My mind is electric...
When everything's down to the Wire
Trial by fire, fuel my desire
Cuz I'm going higher and higher And higher
love playing your game
Only takes two too fuel the energy inside of my veins
It's better you than the enemy holding me by a chain
When I'm with you I see
Once your ego gets bruised, & the bleeding's internal
We gon use it as the fuel we need to feed the inferno
We don't need no water, let them
nobody gonna keep true love from callin' us
Mr. and Mrs. Santa Claus
Honey, do you remember our first Christmas?
Standin' by that poor old Christmas
Minutes turn to days
Years just melt away
In the park at dawn
Just a flower on
I keep callin' to you
My baby blue, my baby blue
I keep
rider rims
If it's me, hell, you can tell by the design on the chrome
Crying on the phone
Ho thinking I'm in love with her
Cause she took me shopping
would feel that
[Chorus: ]
The pussy was just callin' me, keeps callin' me
Every night I had to stop myself from fallin' g
Its like the pussy
a sickness
Whole dreams and desires
Are required by survivors
Can I get a witness
For this business
Fuels a sickness
Whole dreams and desires
Are required by
Tears lost
Fallin' down my cheeks like raindrops
Who the fuck you callin'? Where your lifeline?
Who the fuck you callin' from the sidelines?
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