Lyrics:
you are
You're not gonna ‘Lil Wayne’
Up this mothafucka!"
All I was thinking was
Since there's nothing else
To explain here, I'm done with this dude
So
scared woman, oh Lord Big Bill is by your side
Ain't you tired of see-sawing? Baby jump on my merry go round
Ain't you tired of see-sawing? Baby jump
you, hold you (hold you)
When we chillin' by ourselves, uh
You don't gotta worry, you my only one, baby (baby)
Lookin' at the future for us and it
it
Ain't no doubt about it
We were doubly blessed
'Cause we were barely seventeen and we were barely dressed
Baby don't you hear my heart
You
it
Ain't no doubt about it
We were doubly blessed
'Cause we were barely seventeen and we were barely dressed
Baby don't you hear my heart
You
DoorDash
You really think you fuckin' with
Hitman? You sure Cass'?
Diz', Goodz, Ars', me
How the fuck you gonna weather the storm?
I'm just judgin off your
feelin' manly and you say it's comin' in handy
Slidin' my claws from New York down by N. Virginia
Ticklin' you around Delaware before I enter
Total
you need some ism baby just watch my gums pop
Who is him the best jump shooter in the gym
You can tell I'm with the shit by how I come off the hip with
took the ball off (told me turn)
Bro said, "Focus on makin' bread" (turn, turn)
But we always end up with toasters (turn up)
You know what I do
twice, yeah
Baby, jump up on this bike, look forward and peddle
Let me rock your world, you never had this hard metal
Baby, I'm gangsta, gentleman in
"Here comes, the DJ" [Repeat: x3]
"Here comes, Mister Cee!"
"You-you-you, you-you, why-you-you
You-you-you, you-you, you just got ta" "Jump jump
says, "I understand about the food
Baby Bubba, but we're still friends"
With a hip hop, the hippie, to the hippie
The hip hip hop and you don't stop
Mike]
And still inside the chamber stands
A single cell with crimson hue
Resealed by spoken word of Man
Imbued with power from spiritual Truth
Two souls
Mike]
And still inside the chamber stands
A single cell with crimson hue
Resealed by spoken word of Man
Imbued with power from spiritual Truth
Two souls
touch you
(Baby)
Are you by yourself tonight, I wanna touch you
(Baby)
I see that look in your eyes, I wanna touch you
(Baby)
Excuse me I'm talkin'
need to hear the lies
I'll be good all by myself
I don't need you in my life
Yeah
Should've told me from the jump baby
Should've told me from the jump
at
So dope with the raps that you
Feel like you smoked a bag
Every time I approach the track
It's the Nerve and the Chill
And we murder bills like Kim
with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by name of Lois Lane
And you could be my
Baby, you're messing with crazy
Yeah, you should know, my love, my love
Will leave a mark
I hope you like a psycho heart
Baby, it's danger you
the ball rollin' baby,
right into my heart.
How can you ask me to try
and get by with just one little kiss.
The kissin' you do,
I need a second
Ket and you just got referred by your friend?
Pause for a sec I told him pause for a sec
You know that it's good just cut to the chase text your address
of Ciroc
Crib on the water got LeBron up the block
Money ain't the thing baby welcome to the Mark
Diced pineapples talking diamonds by the jar
Bitch so
was a little boy
By listening to sounds of music as a baby
And listening to a reecord player
You would pick up the sound and repeat what you hear
second wind? Change the rap, playa
Jump off one-man-gang, I'm back, playa
Look, what you want, want? Double click pump
Ride by slumped up off homie jump
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