Lyrics:
a murder scene, it's only red
Pull up in a Ford and make them focus
She a Treesha, I can't fuck her with no Trojan
I don't need her, I get bitches by
completed person
But the pussy had you broken can't be fixed by any surgeon
Shawty bring in back come and touch them toes
Shawty know she bed she ain't got
her in the room, sat her on the bed,
Grabbed her by the ass and she gave me head
Then I turned her over, got it from the back
The pussy was sorry, so
can do it so right
You could feel real good, lay your head back
Inside my ride, put your hand on the wood, good
And tell me lil' something that I
movin' with the cheddar
Bring honey to the V.I.P., I'm about to get her
Let's go
I know there's got to be a fine honey
With her hands up in this
can't even go outside
She has her hands gripped tight
Yellows back but
Black seems lost
Black cut back to days when he was gone
Life is changing no one
off
Don't stop 'til your hand sore
Is this song about me? Maybe you should listen, whore
Then you can figure out why I keep coming back for more
Bring
the cue, simply I got the juice
Twin Benz when I kick it, I feel like Ken and Ryu
I'm the ghost of her past, man she's dying to get through
Billie Jean
can't compete
(100) all by myself, I'm 100 deep
I was on the first 50
Now the powers at a dollar
Politician pushing tracks in it, mayor
I president in it
I feel like a young ken Griffey Jr
Batter up
I'm gone have my chick
Look out for her
Gotta be Cautious
I ain't paranoid
My nigga It's just pre
what?)
It's a wrap, we on the way to the house
By 3:45 I'll be kickin' her out (ayy)
Patty cake, patty cake, microwave (microwave)
Suckas make
the raising
I'm a lyrical viper
I strike with the pen
CAM, player number is 10
See, I'm loved by the barbies
Y'all finna call me Ken
Straight spitting them bars
the only reason I keep by my side otherwise I'd leave her
Mama told me never trust a bitch, but don't mistreat them
You can save all ya apologies and sorry,
Yeah
Hmm
Yeah
Look
like aye girl.. (Aye girl)
I done seen you before (seen you before)
now I'm seeing you again (now seeing you again)
I can
and drove her crazy
You asked me why - cause her man tried to play me
I sent her back a nervous wreck
And tried to put her back in check
My speciality
Bumpin' and humpin' like it's nothing, feel like a asthmatic
69 her favorite, that's simple mathematics
And she can tell by my eyes I love that ass-clapping
Kill'em with flows
One by one or I kill'em in bulk
Simz is the only one on her job
It's bait everyone I London knows (um)
But still they don't wanna
scream and shout till I
Can't get enough.
Girl, I'm a fiend, and you got the stuff
I need to bring me down, down, down.
I don't know what I'll do if I
Yea
La mf mettle business
I'm just vibing out
Know what I'm saying
Brought to you by
Saint Label
We bring the vibes out
Mullah
We bring the vibes out
blackin' out
Pulled the MAC-10 out, stuck it in her face
Shut ya yakkin' mouth,
'Fore I blow the brain from out the back ya scalp
Drug her by her hair,
and hitch a ride to someplace quiet
Not even stopping for these stop signs
Man I don't wanna stop time
Just sit back, feet up
Let it pass by me before I end
and my side bitch
I'm feeling like Saddam
They head the bomb, and if her baby daddy tripping
Fuck that nigga
I push that nigga hairline back like he
than
Two little piles, and rather than bring that one up, we decided to throw
Ours down. That's what we did
Drove back to the church, had
to the Back Right Now Girl
We close the Blinds keep the Lights On
High Heels an that sexy Thong
We got a Private Room told me I can Touch it if i want To
Aint
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