Lyrics:
at love, Dear cbby. The way she scratch my back and hit dem highs like Patti and make the best
Grill cheese this side of Texas, that sharp chedda'
you know that I got Mag in (what?)
Ask me am I only rappin', you know I got that bag in (you see it)
Band man like Lonnie (Lonnie), want my head, come
Polo sweaters.
I seen her eyes and I instantly fell in love
Ik I'm not and addict but that woman is my drug.
I call her my lil patti and she call me
lotion up
I rather, kiss between ya thighs and uphold the rush
You cumming now tell ya friends you don't wanna come, yeah
Love when I recite my shit
In
life. Mark Zuckerberg put a brain in my head. Then he fucked the shit out of me in D D D D with a big - not blue, but orange - strap-on and his Android
motherfuckers up when we pass by
Until I die, live the life of a boss player, 'cause even when I'm high
Fuck with me and get crossed later, the futures in my
motherfuckers up when we pass by
Until I die, live the life of a boss player, 'cause even when I'm high
Fuck with me and get crossed later, the futures in my
about
But I can't help but worry in the back of my mind That I'll turn out just like you
Kids with bright future become adults with dark secrets
I used
the club, feel like Billie Jean
Threw me a hook, now I feel like Kareem
Run the pack through the middle, hit me on the scene
She look me in the eyes, I'm
take me back
Got my backpack and raps and I'm facing crap
Want you by my side, just so you can hold me down
The realist girl that I'll find
In this awful
Lil Wayne
I'm puttin' these Nicki titties on the Drac'
14K rose gold in my teeth
Patti 'Belle chopper, I'm ready for beef
Restroom break, my stomach
And I'm sitting here cutting with tears in my eyes
I don't want you back inside of my life
I don't want you to know who I decide to be
I don't want you
Looking at you from
The bottom while you're gunning for the top
I never had a friend i only
Have had acquaintances in my
Life back when I used to
Party,
another Christ was shot in the back of the head.
We regret to inform you. Regret to inform you,
That another Christ, not yet ten years old, was shot
You can get anything you want at Alice's restaurant
You can get anything you want at Alice's restaurant
Walk right in, it's around the back
Just
She take my money when I'm in need
Yeah, she's a triflin' friend indeed
Oh, she's a gold digger
Way over town, that digs on me
(She give me
She take my money when I'm in need
Yeah, she's a triflin' friend indeed
Oh, she's a gold digger
Way over town, that digs on me
(She give me
my shit wouldn't start
[Chorus]
So duck ya head they're rollin by, they're rollin by
Ya gots to duck ya head they're rollin by, they're rollin by
definitely not my ways
Saved by your grace
Holding me in your sweet embrace
So I will hold my head up to the sky
There’s no looking back
No matter how hard I
I have the cat in the
hat
I'm droppin' singles back to back, pushin' my limits to the max
I ignore the laughs behind my back, I never crack under
dollars can't buy a thing(not at all)
When inside think of burger and the fries
Diving head first in a Patti pie yeah
Look in her eyes I can see she quite
back, oh, now I'm feeling played, oh damn
Yams said "Ferg, you don't look good"
'Cause I'm high, I'm so high
Time has flown by
My eyes, they don't lie
My theme is all about making the green
Living up in luxury, pushing phat whips and living comfortably
As time goes by, an eye for an eye
We in this
bread that I’ve been making got my old friends in the pass by by
All this money got my head gone by by
All this power got my head gone by by
All this
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