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can give you a future you never had
I swear to Ciara
I know you gotta drive and you looking porsh
In that Porshe by the marrow
I know you sending me

the rain?
My momma call me by name, said this shit done been wilder 
Than anything that she can think of
But we gon' roll with the punches, Black folk like

right
And i know i gotta make her mine
Mesmerized by the way she whine
Say baby come here
Whisper in your ear real close
And it'll go a lil something like

( Whew Chile)

Have a baby by who? 
( Who)
That's errbody  freak 
(Freak-a-leek)
People taking turns wit ya everyday of the week
( Everyday

me bae, on some gangsta shit
My bitch put in work like I’m Michael vick
I’m her Clyde she be on her Bonnie shit
Meet by the picket fence
Will you be my

to waste
I been on my grind
Cause I won't let time
Pass me by anymore
Like I did when I was with you
Why was I even with you? (Tell em)
Gotta protect

how you kill him take your left Side and straddle his leg and have 
Your right foot on the floor like by The edge of the bed 
These hating bitches twist

And AD
We all went the same school
Thats Crazy
Hot damn
Couldve been the new Wu Tang Clan
Hold Up Hold Up Hold Up 
Aye
Didn't Ciara  go to Dub Hills too

entice em

Tweakin tweakin off that cannibis huh
Feelin lit cause it jus hit huh
They like "Ciara you'll never make it" huh
When I do, them bitches gonna b

watching 
And when you tell me about 'em boys that got your number by stalking 
The way you killing me - killing me 
With the crazy things  you do 
Opka mi

say I weren’t dropping the ball
But I came and I saw and I conquered it all
You never know what the future holds
Even Ciara couldn’t tell you from

now she's glad she dodged a bullet
Tell the DJ play a classic for this woman
She a show off like Ciara with the goodies
Life's kind of tough he got her

bitch
I love the beat
Ha I love the beat
Ha I love the beat
Ha I love the beat
I ride the beat like ciara
The chorus is my Parents
Always says the same

Then I took it back I was oh no
No homo but I do not want no more hoes 
All I know is I can do bad by my solo 
No free dick bitch no promos
Scary niggas

the scariest dudes is shooters
Cause we smoking like hookah
About they cheese like it's Gouda
Does the meanest Ciara mean gangsters lacking they future
Dudes

on Isaac Newton
Inside the Future, son I see-era (Ciara)
Of the golden age cumin back it gets better
Change is inevitable
Now we get poetical
Similar

Best believe I'm gonna get wit her once I get my chance
I don't see no one with you so i'ma be yo man
She all by herself moving like moving like

that it's hot
I really had the brib booming
I was cooking on the pots
I had to learn how to trap by myself like im a tutor
I got ten bands on me now

the difference
I just be surrounded by some pretty women
I don't say a word just mind my pretty business

Sneaky link at the hotel
But we know that these hoes tell

Look he needa tuck it down
By the way he look at me
I know his game rye
But pretty boys don't give it all out on the same night
Let's go to Paris

On a power trip, drive by hit that spray Ain't Ciara nigga ima have to rustle Future
Bitch we stick talk ain't no fucking Kama Sutra

Boss Ross hit em with dat

ain't sweet but Big Mike and his diabetes meter 
Homies put a couple kitos in the Kia 
Got caught over those rather judged by the Grim Reaper
RIP out in

to me it ain’t optional
At last it came long I watch you sing it how Etta would
Dance you Ciara good in rain my umbrella good
Even with obstacles you held

Mal by som naložit za uši tvojej mladej
Ta piča mi chce dať cocaine
Sippim colu, nech mi trochu
Brzdi rum, spita hlava, fuck it soon
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