Lyrics:
honey here's a hickie, Puba's not a quickie
When it comes to skins, God damn I'm picky
Who will be the princess to occupy the prince?
And if she's less
honey here's a hickie, Puba's not a quickie
When it comes to skins, God damn I'm picky
Who will be the princess to occupy the prince?
And if she's less
Before she is misbehaves and she Choke me
Black raves out of blue feed me into a slaughter machine
Bit by bit her sweet speeches like honey
Enough to draw
Uhh uh
Yeah
YSJ
Drizzy Drizzy 5 Star
Yeah
5 Star
When I’m with my boys
We dey chill
We no rush
Tryna get the bag
And you know it’s a plus
Tryna get
speak
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' five karats in my baby girl's ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool
Considered a fool 'cause I dropped
L-O-V-E
I've got a six foot love machine
Green eyes
Long blonde hair
You know me I just don't care
Sometimes I go outside
And check on the girls that
so sweet
Like cold wine in mid-July
Well yeah, by this time when you're drunk at five
And the drinks sure got me high
Now that I've already had ya
Might as well buy em Chanel and YSL
Then everybody hit the floor like Fire Drill
Price slashing in high fashion
Did a drive-by on Santa with five
I been keeping little honey out of trouble
For twenty five years or more
She got a pretty face she got an easy grace
But she ain't the sharpest knife
tiny
And you run up behind me trying to get pregnant by me
And in a year, I'll bet you'll be on welfare
Don't cry for help dear, you put yourself
honey
Here's what I do with my money
Pennsylvania Six, Five Thousand
Numbers I've got by the dozen
Everyone's uncle and cousin
But I can't live
No No No
No No No
No No No No
No No No
No No No
No No No No
Money and women don't mix fosho
when I was broke there was pussy galore
Now I throw 20's
seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak (that's right)
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' five karats in my baby girl's ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by
seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak (that's right)
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' five karats in my baby girl's ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by
a ride
Don't know where we'll go but I got her by my side
I don't know where the wind might be blowin'
You keep me coming around
You wear tight black
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
will scrub off this makeup
We are conditioned in society based on faulty mathematics
The church of her body set on fire by five different arsonists
honey when I fuck that shit up
I'm chasing the money, yeah, I'm only adding up
She a bitch a puppy she don't wanna give me up
Me and my niggas only steady
hot, blonde, and, dumb
(That's Hot)
Don't you know that i was using you honey don't you know we were such a mess
Never told my friends or family honey
Get money money, take money money
By age 19 Tyheim is turned out
He ain't talking much, keep a dutch in his mouth
Cop the aberrettes
Orange
here, right now
In your hands and still out of reach somehow
This endless precipice
Or honey, whatever it is
Oh, it just don't get better than this
and stare when I roll by
Niggas hate me and I don't know why (why)
'Cause I've spent half my life in the sky (come on)
And I buy the things that you wanna
crap that I dissed him
So I started lettin' off but I missed him
Honey got scared, and called the five-oh
So yo, you know the half Dukes, time for me
or 3 cars
What you mean nigga ain't got no cares?
Like telling OG she ain't go no ass
Don't look now nigga, Sugar on the stage
Five stack for
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