Lyrics:
drug him
Out like a date rape
Daytonas bending every corner while they say
I'm so turnt wheeling in a two door with
Two hoes that follow me
And you
to give a shit about me
Zombie gang all y'all niggas pace is
On some basic shit it's no wonder that you sound the same
So forever am I living staying out
flavor's really better than chocolate
I got that one-of-a-kind, one-of-a-kind, one-of-a-kind
That R. Kelly shit that make you wanna bump and grind
I really
're pushing your luck
Cause you’re clowning
You’re clowning yourself
You're clowning
Finna force me to walk out the door
You’re clowning
You need help
Your
but her nighty
Put her arms around me waist; she slyly hid the marriage
Till to the door in haste came Captain Kelly's carriage
Sing tu ra da lu ra
Dinner date with your high school boyfriend
You can tell by his eyes that he's drank too much
I guess he's looking alright
But he's grabbing
got it down pact
Teddy Paine was born to flirt now you can't down that
Now I'm flirt with her whether I'm in or out of town
That's why they call me
That's right, uh, recognize real ghetto vision, nigga
Cleveland, open up ya' doors
I'm in the old school '84 Delta 88
Wit' a ounce but I'm
Tuggin' on my heart, never pull it away
[Verse 2: Traphik]
You and me baby two peas in a pod
Too good to be true like she's a mirage
When she walks by
that clip
Yellow diamonds on a watch R Kelly with the wrist
Kick a bitch out never R Kelly with a bitch
I love my choppa Tay K
That bitch go stupid like
towards
The door and just walk it out
G R O U P I E
They told me that she ain't a freak
told me that she ain't a freak
G R O U P I E
They told me that she
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
drawlin' if you ain't with me?
Ballin' like I'm in that league
Flossin' out, yo' bitch gon' leave
Party at the L-I-V, y'all gon' be like this shit OD
IT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR TURNING ME INTO A HIPPOPOTAMUS.
CARLY: RHINOCEROS.
MISS BRIGGS: (YELLING AND POINTING TO THE DOOR) GET OUT!
CARLY: RIGHT.
CARLY
me think about when I used to listen to slow jams
Back in the day (yeah)
Like babyface, whip appeal (no doubt)
Or r. kelly, bump and grind
But you
moon lighting
And Street Fightin' under new Bison
But when I pull out that AR? 15 nigga
I don't mean Ab so don't get too frightened
How you Tyson in this
fake busy (c'mon, dawg)
Get out yo' feelings and miss me with that reverse psychology
Man, bitch, you trippin', who got you that Rollie chain?
He run the motherfucking city
Yeah, they know
But he check the lock every time he walk by the door
Lights out, can't nobody see in
But he see
born to flirt now you can't down that
Now I'm flirt with her whether I'm in or out of town
That's why they call me teddy bend her ass down
I be like como
like that movie, can't Get Out
Defund the police, Obama said he don't believe in that
In the country where you can't even jog while bein' black (I'm
I used to serve by my grandma's house (yeah)
I left some birds by my grandma's house (hah, brrt)
You knockin' at the door, but no, I can't come out
down pop trunk, I'm out that H-town
(Yungstar)
Out H-town, showin surround by sound
Yesterday y'all got mad when I shown nuthin but ground
I'm talkin
I walk through the door at LAX
And I see some brown men
Said, "Ooh that looks suspicious" (Whoa)
I'm gonna search them
I walk up to the Arabs
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