Lyrics:
you fucking want?
Every day I must...
Every time when he drinks, it's the same story
He makes her cry and leaves bruises on her body
Blood staining
make her my lifeline
Even when she acts like Karen
I still stick by shorty's side
I never mean to do it, but I know I'm in a lie
I can't help it, I can't
aching all the time
Goodbye everybody - I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooo - (anyway the wind blows)
I don't want
you gets my money up than you can't escape
I make the greats respect me, force the fakes to reject me, Presidential king Chris czars who don't elect me
off
Shot gun, hold tight, don't fall off
Work, I'mma call off
Don't be tryna leave, lil mama, that's too much ass to haul off
You need a U-Haul, if
beats, baby)
Great John on the beat, by the way
I don't care if it still stink, I'ma leave her alone
Even though she out here wishin' R. Kelly was
If you leave her
I'll leave him
We'll pack our bags
Don't say a word
And let's go far away
To another place
Let's hideaway
Oh, just you and me
I
liter-
Ature on the subject you sure? Fuck it
You know we got your back like chiroprac-tic
If that bitch do you dirty
We'll wipe her ass out as in
Young Money (Holiday Season)
If you could, you would get rid of me
Fuck you gon' do when a bitch try to go hard?
But I won't let you get to me (to
my head back
I don't care where you come from, head back
Take off your head back
Please don't say you weren't warned
No, we can't link up, no, we
go, go
Here I go (Oh)
Yeah yo, what's the scenario? (Oh)
Can't understand, what you starin' for?
Like you've never seen a
White boy dance before
But
dark hair
Then I pray to God you gotta help me fly away
And just let her cry if the tears fall down like rain
Let her sing if it eases all her pain
dark hair
Then I pray to God you gotta help me fly away
And just let her cry if the tears fall down like rain
Let her sing if it eases all her pain
6:19-20.
If her body is a temple, I'll worship at the altar
I promise not to let go; I'll purpose to exalt her
See I am just a vessel, imperfect like
slut, and let the ho get on and make her money
You understand? I got a homey sittin' by me
Understand this nigga don't understand because he's a young
gotta move
Now it's on to Texas and to (Georgia)
They tell you what they want, show you what they want you to see
But they don't let you know what's
like WWE Becky play this in your car and call me sexy
I said call me sexy woo let’s go
I told that young nigga if you ain’t talking money get up out my
leave her alone
You're like O.J., wait til he brings her home
You want to kill her, but you don't want to play the fool
You never was a player, we
Just don't talk to me (Just don't talk to me) (yeah, yeah)
I can't get enough of it, all of this jealousy
I had a petty bitch, you can do better things
Fire love got a hold on my heart
I won't let go
Leave the boots on the road
God's an antidote and you don't need a heavy load
Postponed some luxury
that's my girl you gone call her by her name bro
Gun shots if you say hoe
Yeah yeah yeah
Gun shots if you say bitch
She was never basic
She don't need
mo-tel, Holiday Inn"
You say if your girl starts actin' up, then you take her friend
I say skip, dive, what can I say?
I can't fit 'em all inside my OJ,
like it's that time of the month
Are you bleeding? Can't think about sex?
Irritated by your Kotex?
We don't need to kiss, we don't have to fuck
I'll
(Young Boy) Dear god, I don’t know if you’re really real? Because mom and stepdad say that you’re total hogwash. But if you’re real, and I believe
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