Lyrics:
that good weed up
Tell em' meet with us
It's not a thing we can't afford
So get in my car
Tell your friends you tryna' roll
Splash
Pretty bitches
tell?
Whole team turning 30 like that album by Adele
Its 90Sitcom like fresh prince or saved by the bell
Them streams don't count if you just playing em
Wine for me
Wine for me
Baby, wine for me
I wanna see you
Wine, wine, wine, wine
I wanna see you
Wine, wine, wine, wine
Girl wine for me
Drop it
do what I do
When I do, what I do
If you want to step
You gotta play it by the rules
You gotta do what I do
When I do, what I do
Now
Step
bitches to me
And a bitch is a bitch
Thats just a simple fact
Next time I'm in town you gonna get me jacked
Send the baby daddy see how the kids react
When
getting pretty for a Prince
Tell her: “Baby don't blink”
Let me see ya for a while come layback
Whatchu mean I'm too mean, don't say that
You know I'm way
start calling me Ricky
She said go dumb go crazy
Bitch I'm to young I can't have no baby
Push a little glock brought back from the eighties
Push a little
Accusing me of all this
Polygamy, oh, don't you see (I feel I'm suffocating)
If not the trust, baby, then
We have what? Oh, nothin' (it's too dark in
see my arms will hold you, baby
Never leave, 'cause I believe in this in love
Sweet love, hear me callin' out your name
I feel no shame, I'm in
running up on you
You know I go hard I do
Mami tell me what it do
What that thang do gurl
Pretty in that sundress when you twirl
I've been going round in
born, you think I'm crazy?
I heard your albums' kinda warm, that shit don't phase me
I'm too rough, too rugged, now that doesn't sound so easy does it
make you feel suspicious
See I'm too flamboyant
They say its malnutritious
I'm in a rare edition,
Think I'm a mathematician
Don't nobody in
gassed up call her a-t-v
Beat booming out the box, sound like SMGs
Casualties with Weas and Dart on the m-i-c
Cut from another cloth ain't no l-i-e
Man you
you said I give you bad vibes, I would give you backshots
Then it's over for you, then we'd would crash, baby
You the one that told me I could rule
hurt you
Oh my God
Trust me
Touch your pussy
Touch it
Push my love inside
I just wanna taste you
I see it, i see it baby
In your eyes
You love it baby
Girl I see wanna blow my high
You tryna be main but you my side
And when i get it always hit it from the side
Girl i take it you wanna be right by me
Brown paper bag (yo khaled I'm so focused homie I can see clearly now you all ready know what it is)
Thank god for those days, thank god for those
who gives a shit
I just don’t want this life to happen to me like some peers I used to kick it wit
Just a black man abiding by the law
At his choosing,
However-You-Want-It
Baby, j-j-jump on it
I ain't here to sell you dreams
Or paint you some pretty pictures
I just wanna get in those jeans
And just like a rivalry,
I see the crystals in the smoke
No na, baby girl don't you choke
Made an album my first year
By God's grace OTM we going clear
I ain't lazy
Do what I
get
I'm scheming on her back, peeping her hips, fiending to hit
Plump cherry lips, medium tits, Chink eyes her baby hair chick
The type you want to pair
love it when you screaming out my name
Push ah dutty whine for me
Baby don't you sleep
Girl I wanna tell you something pretty naughty
Girl I wanna hold
dey push me
They wanna make me
Casanova
Am not a womanizer
Listen lady
Yeah yeah i know you're pretty
You don't need to spell it out to me
That you
King James version
Skip out on churches these days, guess you can't say that I'm chicken
My girl a Guyarican version of Hale Barry
Don't wanna step out
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