Lyrics:
sables (what?)
With matching pool tables, read the label
M.a.f.i.a, admiring my shoes by Gucci
I be eating sushi, playing with my coochie
Counting
sables (what?)
With matching pool tables, read the label
M.a.f.i.a, admiring my shoes by Gucci
I be eating sushi, playing with my coochie
Counting
on the owner's table (here listen!)
Lesson four, know you heard this before
"Hey, let me get your number, I'll call you tomorrow, for sure!"
Don't act like
on the owner's table (here listen!)
Lesson four, know you heard this before
"Hey, let me get your number, I'll call you tomorrow, for sure!"
Don't act like
the flame went out
and the stove vanished, too.
The girl lit another match.
This time,
a table full of delicious food appeared.
Wow, it looks so good.
When
and can't control his hand
Get a body bag cause "mauh" he's a dead man
She was coolin sportin my table
When the dance was done she like walked back
fashioned)
Pretty women go and shake your derrière (I'm old fashioned)
Gatsby in the house tonight
Live by the gentlemen code
Kill and attacking these flows
I'm talking 20s on the table lil bitch
Fill up my cup before you ask for a tip
My eggs look a little cold what the fuck is this
She brought me
way to my house?
Come we get this work in (Work in)
Girl you been flirting (Flirting)
Am I gonna put the work in
You should come and find out
She
than Niagara Falls
Turned-up sex appeal, she don't wear no draws
I like girls who like girls, that attract Boosie
Now I'm playin' table tennis wit'
than Niagara Falls
Turned-up sex appeal, she don't wear no draws
I like girls who like girls, that attract Boosie
Now I'm playin' table tennis wit'
Oh hold me baby hold me tight
Cute face, mean walk, the way she bats her eyes
Girl take my soul with you to afterlife
Please forgive i need you in my
of girls
Straight to the table in my own world
The ballplayers know me, movie stars too
See my homie Snoop, we doin' what we do
Don't matter where we at,
It don't take much, for me to get started
Every time you see me, I'm with a bunch of girls
Straight to the table, in my own world
The ballplayers
(Produced by GoyardSounds)
I got a kit and I'm three high
This bitch always asking bout these guys
I'm in this bitch mouth like her lies
I cook
the sauce
Fuckboy yeezys, how much they cost? (Chad headass)
I took a quick flight to Abu Dhabi
That girl was asian, Austin my Papi
I did the math then
a dream
Sellin that D
Tall-T Jabo Jeans, gas tank on E
Its some money by the store
You know a King gone EAT
She could of been a good girl
She could have
this out.
There was this fine ass bitch standing
Out in front of my house the other day on his jock,
And that nigga was scared to come at her, man.
the coolest in his class
Had too much confidence he made the girls laugh
This was around the time when niggas didn't rap
It was probably grade 6 way back
Way
I don’ been so many places
(I don’ been around the world)
I don seen a lot of faces
(yeah i probably met your girl)
I always love when they know
Damn shawty got to let you know you're Fine as hell
I ain't short girl I stand as tall as five seven
These niggas pillow talking Boy I tell you
I
it bump
Check the stars out when I ride, dodgin' potholes with these tires
Hogging lanes, swang and bang in a 'Stang so let me by
'Cause I got
on the table by the game chair
Have a great night
Dream about me (I love you have a great night)
(Girl) You give me wings I could fly
You put the song in my
food and my table got so many plates on it
Hundred inch TV at my house, I sit back, like, "Damn, I look great on it"
I do not fuck with your new shit,
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