Lyrics:
(Hey, hey) She had her eyes on the prize as the girl next door
You grow up quick when ya grow up poor
It's the only way to LA that she knows
I'm at yo door
I wanna be with you tonight
Making time so that I can spend it on you tonight
Make my dream come true for life
Girl I wanna do you right
Listen homeboys
Don't mean to bust your bubble
But girls of the world
Ain't nothing but trouble
So next time a girl gives you the play
Just remember
Nightgown draggin' on the heated marble floor
Flash Cartier when you open up the door, slide these on baby
So butter, still relate to the gutter
Just
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
life, for life
I’ve got to be yours
Girl before I die I just gotta know
If it’s an open door
I promise u now that’s it’s good baby
I know, I know, I know,
the same
Aye straight up
Next time I take you home
I won't leave you alone
I'm a be by your side
Call me your ride or die
Go in and grab your things
Time
to her she had assumed that I was older than her despite obviously being in a lower grade
She was offended that the blue-eyed boy next door with the full
need a nasty girl, it could be you, eh!
I won't lie, I love P-you-S-S-why, (why?)
'Cause I never let it walk on by, or any slice of the American pie
the door please, that doesn't look like a vape sir)
What's that smell in the air, gimme that aroma
Puttin' y'all to sleep with my shitty verses like you're
this train from rollin'
Time after time, fight after fight
Step by step, by step, by step
You've got me rollin', you've got me going girl
You've got me
(She's the girl next door)
And the game is money, the girl is dangerous (Sexy!)
All the sexy socialites... sing!
Yeah
Fellas! (The girl is
or some rand, I suppose
The man next door yelled out his door and he spoke
He offered me a meal and I thought it was a joke
Welcomed me in his home and set
toxic
It don't make no sense
Girl I forgive but don't forget
Cause baby you so toxic
Look you need some help
Trust me you gone end up by yourself
I said
on the shoulder said, "Thanks for stopping by."
Then I opened up the door and said, "Take care guy!"
He got mad, drew back his arm, and slashed my shirt
I laughed
girl's at my door, I told ya bro
Salt me, I take what's yours, that's the rules though
The big leagues, how can game go outta style
Boy you foul, slicin
Yo sex boi drop your fucking beat box oh
Bring that next level shit
Feel the beat
Feel the beat
Wad E in the muddy fucking house check it out
lick you from head to toe
Real slow
'Cause ever since I was young I could keep girls sprung
Just by the movement of my tongue
I remember it all
own business
someone knocked on the door the teacher said who is it
this girl walked in my imigination ran wild
she stole my heart just by the way that
next to Jim
He looked like a girl but he talked like a guy
He had lipstick on and mascara in his eyes
And everybody in that place looked just about
shirts off and panties dropping
Niggas knocking on the door drunk, actin' silly
The girl said, "can I be in yo' video?"
I'm like "yeah!" Oh really?
dropped I was
Off across the shore
To the nearest bar where I
Flew right through the door
Every girl smiled and their widened with glee
Dolly raised her
of Emilia-Romagna. It’s a warm September morning and the piazza is crowded with people, watched over by the lofty bell tower of the 12th century Basilica of San
might get seen by a nigga with a contract
With a sports team or just a nigga that you figure could afford things
Like more rings for her fingers
She used
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