Lyrics:
Billy Paul and Bobby Womack
We would've been friends
I'm sitting on five different strands
They won't make it to this weekend
If it's important
Call again
miles with you
Mikey said the song sounded fine its a vibe
But don’t lie and say you don’t love the great feeling that her smile gives you
Opps say them
at
Course I'm an asshole, I'll wake up to the whore Miss Clinton
And bend her over and fuck her ass for like forty-one minutes
I can't afford to finish so I'm
fuckin' mouth (he won't)
Live at the Oscars, you can't make up this story
Her boo August Alsina got beat up by Tory
Jada probably called him to see if he
That's why she can't let me go
Got a bad bitch I call her Bonnie
Doing drugs making love if she Whitney then I'm Bobby
And she know I love to fuck
Pussy
stopping me
I like em Loyal
If I screw up they still rock with me
You want the trophy
So you know to pass the rock to me
I cook up Quick
Like aye Just grab
love you"
I said " What the fuck?"
Thinkin' to myself, damn, I shoulda never cut
Kissed her on the cheek
Hit the lights, then she fell asleep
So I
me, y'all know I don't give a fuck
I'm cool with not bein' cool with niggas, so listen up
Bobby Shmurda came home Quavo picked him up in a jet
're a mum forever
Whatever, and you and Jason break up whenever
If I'm honest that's something you should have done together
She doesn't know that her
but I want you to myself I can’t help it)
A lot of women out there killing to get wit me
But it don’t change the fact inside I know I’m empty
Bobby
done
You gotta give me your girl and your trust
I'm gonna love her for both of us
You can't hide away anymore
You had a chance but you blew it
white (was white, to this day)
Can't believe he got beat up that night
Adrien Broner was on the "Catch Me Outside" girl page
In her DM, oh, he ain't
slow.
Fuck me like you want it. Hittin' every little organ by her stomach.
Stop back up, bitch who the fuck keep you cummin'.
[Daz]
And you
your girlfriend hired
But if you don't mind I'ma keep you on call
We above the law, we don't give a fuck 'bout y'all
I got dogs that'll chew a fuckin'
slow.
Fuck me like you want it. Hittin' every little organ by her stomach.
Stop back up, bitch who the fuck keep you cummin'.
[Daz]
And you
I should
I can't leave you alone
'Cause you're so disarming
I'm caught up in the midst of you
And I can not resist, and oh
Boy if I do
I don't give a damn if you this
I don't give a damn if you that
I don't give a damn if you pissed
I don't give a damn if you strapped
I don't give
Love, Love, Love uh uv
Give me yo love uh uv
Love, Love, Love uh uv
Pull up, Hop out
She take her hat off her hair pop out, she a knockout
They want more
I should
I can't leave you alone
'Cause you're so disarming
I'm caught up in the midst of you
And I can not resist, and oh
Boy if I do
somethin' slower
Bet a Bentley Truck to show her
Tinted up to hide her ass
Who in that Wraith behind her ass
You ain't even got to ask
She ain't even gotta
face
Her looks
(I can't believe)
Her trace
(How much I love her)
Her voice
Her face
(I'm addicted to you, baby)
Her looks
Her trace
face
Her looks
(I can't believe)
Her trace
(How much I love her)
Her voice
Her face
(I'm addicted to you, baby)
Her looks
Her trace
She fill me up to the top
Like a rizzler with Bobby
I call her collect ain't no prolly
Am stuck in this place all day , I'm talking my mind you get
Give
and Wesson
A pen in my hand is more dangerous than an army yours
If you wanna fuck with me then we gon send you to the morgue
I chop up a beat the same way I
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