Lyrics:
you know
Hate when you leave
But I love to watch you go
Addicted to your love
I'm about to OD
Like my gun
Gotta keep you close to me
Girl, would you
of
Commercialized superstition now don't
Get me wrong i'm for decency -
Period i'm for anything and
Everything that bodes love and consideration
For my fellow man
But
might get a ho-hoe
Jambo coming through like Rambo
Love ting takes two like tango
But she ain't my wifey she can go
That girl' some bitch ya know
(like you)
So tell me what I gotta do
I've never been with a virgin, but I'd sure like to (yeah)
Is this love that I'm feelin'?
How do I describe
(Girl, I love, girl, I love you)
I'ma tell you one time
(Girl, I love, girl, I love you)
You look so deep, you know that it humbles me
You by my side
girl
I'm Muslim, I go by Quran
The way I be smilin' and holdin' my gun
She think I be mimickin' Von, grandson
She only play me in the whip
India
hittin' up Virgil for Louis Vuitton
It's not in the Bible to wife off one girl
I'm Muslim, I go by Quran
The way I be smilin' and holdin' my gun
She
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I saw your girl by MC New York slick D
Copyright, all rights reserved boy!
In eighty-eight
Ayy yo, don't want to diss you
but your girl's a freak
Do you still believe in love?
Or do you like drugs?
Ran into a night owl rollin' White Owls
Girl it's been awhile since I hit a White Owl
I'm with
everything into it
Cain't understand how these other hoes do it
You ain't got no name brand shit
Tryin to be fly but you ain't that bitch
You've gotta want it
by thug nigga
Come on! I know she fucked
A lot of drug dealers
But she never got fucked by thug nigga
Come on! I know you fuck
A lot of drug dealers
, you know you want me
You kiss and caress me, hug me up girl
Booty by by by by
Love me girl, you know you want me
So kiss and caress me, love me up girl
the needle no more
My girl, she ride, let's go
I got suicide love for ya, ain't a thing that I wouldn't do for ya,
In the middle of the gun fight, girl
And he takes time to listen, uh
God love us hood niggas (I know)
'Cause next to Jesus on the cross was the crook niggas, uh
But he forgive us
Day by
bitch he a poster still
Ain't no games
I poker her poker face
If she a pro foreal
No sassy no classy
Love yo bitch but no daddy
Last bitch ain't to shabby
turbans, kufi's
Hand guns is petite the shotties is doofy
Talkin in is not nice, lot of niggaz got life
Everything is good in my bank except cop dice
Welcome to my world
Oceans vs. mountains
(Welcome to her world
Oceans versus mountains)
Call me the poor girl
Cause I love to fight them
(Call her
the cupboard I couldn't even find fake
Looking for food I was desperate in my hands
Everything scarce
Everyday hustling couldn't get formula
This is ain't funny
Knuckleheads spreadin' gossip all over town
Every time I drive by you're just standin' around
Hundred-bottles in your pocket, forty-dog in your
the hold on me
Liez that they told on me bandz
On the don my G
Guns by the drum
Shoot three D
Love for a girl but she don't stand
The love that we had
Got
foolish
Wanting what only you have
No safety, girl I'm strapped
It's a love gun, girl relax
I'm aiming,
For what I had
It's never too late
I want you back
you might be pretty dumb
Cuz papa was a playa, playa was a papa
I ain't saying nada but dem gyales love dem shottas
Yea he ran the block
You couldn't
Baby don't seem to care
Her lovin' cupboard is bare
Nobody loves me
Your troubles growin'
You should be goin'
Nobody seems to care
The blues have
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