Lyrics:
My mom was like, who was the black boys you was with
I said those were my buddies
No Kevin, those were drug dealers
You niggas lack sauce hmu bitch I
old town
When my day's work is all through
The sun and the lights
Well I wish I could fly just to get back faster to you
I waited all day by
here
I can make it anywhere, yeah they love me everywhere
I used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicano's
Right there up on Broadway, pull me back
have a wreck
'cause when it comes to love I get plenty, degrees one twenty
My back slipped out my dress, oops
When she gets plenty, she gets plenty
When
It's crazy, man when I think back
On all that I envisioned
And all I thought that I would have
By this age but at this stage in my life
I'm just so
生活何时能回到正轨(How We Can Back To That Time）
回想以前同朋友踩马路从凌晨可以玩到天光（Hang Out With My Homie Was The Past）
如今剩低我一个在房间里感受无尽头的惊慌（Now I Feel Afraid Cuz I Am Lonely）
told her slang that iron
We drivin' fast, look 12 behind
Look at my tank, my love on E
My love on E
I can't let her drown
I can't let her drown
I can't
mom man, charles remember we used 2 ride
by my moms house? 2 the point where a nigga,
i'dnt even hav 2 tell u nigga if u was drivin 2 drive
by my moms
knuckles and neck, now I'm back to new
I had to cop a bitch, we not compatible
Team on the line, yeah, the love is all lateral
You can not practice for
Yeah
I take y'all way back
Seven years old, I'm lookin up to the gangstas in the hood
Cause to me and my cousins, yeah, they represented good
Yeah
I take y'all way back
Seven years old, I'm lookin up to the gangstas in the hood
Cause to me and my cousins, yeah, they represented good
anybody who was with me, there's nobody I ever ran from, nah, never
Drivin' through the night, clutchin' on my knife, lungs gettin' darker by the minute
they tryna get it
Always trappin by my lone yeah, I'm on a mission
I ain't even fuck with hoes, I don't want a minute
Lookin' back, I kinda wish I
I really love it when you got your titties out showin' me
Drivin' on the highway smokin' big dope at superspeed
And I came out the driveway drivin
Drivin' off the drank, it's gettin' hard
I'm barely steerin' it
I knew I loved you when I put my phone on DND
And still checked if you sent a message
Put my
moe)
No you will not see me lack
I'm too paranoid gotta stay wit a strap
So I keep it right on my lap
Fresh outta county they pray I go right back
of love
So I said to that woman
I said, baby what you tryin' to do
So I said, have mercy, please
And I'll get on my knees
And I'll come right on back
Hit the gas, hit the gas
Hit the gas, hit the gas
Hit the gas, hit the gas
You know how we look when we drivin' by fast
You know how we look when
We
pain
And pleasure, in every single measure
You miss being kissed by this lyrical treasure
Enjoy it at your leisure, cause it's gonna please ya
Master
it comes to love I get plenty, degrees one-twenty
My back slipped out my dress - OOPS!
(Chorus Three: Erykah Badu)
When she gets plenty, she
and pat myself on the back (for doing good)
I don't need nobody else
I'm gon' do it by myself
Say what you wanna say but stick to the facts (it's all
and pat myself on the back (for doing good)
I don't need nobody else
I'm gon' do it by myself
Say what you wanna say but stick to the facts (it's all
you out here playing pussy hole,
Free my brother 103 moe bout him we sending smoke,
Free my cousins Tyrell and Johnathan bout dem you dying hoe,
I been
Catch a cheater by its toes
If she hollers, let 'em go
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
I swear I'll never sell my soul
Cross my heart, hope to die
'Cause I ain't
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