Lyrics:
a Tesla shooting yellin nigga drive...
But I'm ...
Tryna be a nigga with a drive ..
But I'm ...
Not even a nigga who can drive...
Bow your heads...
Like
It was supposed to be so easy...
Just take back the DVD
Withdraw that extra money
Tell mum I wouldn't be back for tea
Then grab my savings
she want the Beef
But she ain't ready for it
Plotting on the next whip
And I'm already foreign
Worried bout the next chic
Really you bitches boarding
My
That shit for sure
I can’t fuck with no regular chic
Thats for sure
Knock on your door
If Im coming to see you thats
Cause I want more
She gotta know
like this
Turn it up
Hold onto me
Never let me go
Your love's so sweet
Girl I lose control
Run it back for me
Get the remote
Like a DVD
Here we go
Nah,
ballin' lessons on DVD
Pay per view shit, making moves since 2'03, can't see me free
That love gon' get you like BDP, PSA, I'mma be okay, I'm the iron G
Fix
Yeah motherfuckers
That's what y'all want right
That ol' gangsta, that ol' gangsta
Check it out now yo, yo
All I need, bomb ass freak nigga
we don’t love no hoer
I’ll be a gentleman about it I’ll open the door
Hit the door I don’t need your Ass no More
You Lil bird chic go spread you wings
coins, not fake friends, Real friends bring dividends
Fake Chics stay gossiping, Lame dudes stay plotting shit
I'm at the round table signing checks, 1942
'cause if you want to wed with your man
You can never give enough
'cause you get excited
And wanna tell everybody
But you've got to make sure
Loves
now
And I promise to pop them so my father go beat chest
And back to the topic
My chic gangster yours looks like the eager one
If you come around
Like
Everybody, everybody
Everybody
Everybody sit your bitch ass down and
Listen to this true mothafuckin' story told by Kendrick Lamar on Rosecrans,
I don't want none of your time and
No, I don't want no scrub
A scrub is a guy that can't get no love from me
Hangin' out the passenger side
I don't want none of your time and
No, I don't want no scrub
A scrub is a guy that can't get no love from me
Hangin' out the passenger side
And you were supposed to love me
Then I got a text from your ex
All summer night, reachin' for nine
On stand by, three sixty five
You get high and you
Picture me rolling Range Rover
Same color your Air Force Ones
White on white, ya like?
Red I Flight the night from LA to NY
I'm Harlem bound
You see
about you
And I noticed you were alone
And I came by myself too but uh
I don't mean to intrude I was just wondering maybe you want some company
Yeah, I
Shit is absurd ´cause one Day they're giving you love And the next day they put Your heart on a shirt
(They kill it)
Written by: Mbee
and praise
You cease to amaze
The fashion craze and
Dope in your ways
Sunday morning for worship and Praise
I want to tell you in so many ways
Its on my mind
clothes off all over the balcony
[Chorus]
Let's get it on in public
Just let it go, I promise that you'll love it
Oh Daddy, don't you want to be my
Work for all I want
Wanna be your confident
Invest for all I want
Book a trip to see my aunt
We masters of our dreams
Bitches talk but they stream
I do
(chorus by P-Eazy)
I ain't even gotta look at a broad
She see my watch and it's time to go (time to go)
I love the way you smoking my weed
So how bout next
and I know you love it
A rose is still a rose, so I rose above it
The more that they see the woman got a mind of her own
The less that they want
your needs
Let's set up the camera and make a DVD It's past eleven and I know you see the LED
Lady with the hoes and we at the B&B Please don't call me,
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