Lyrics:
to call back all my numbers - star 6-9 me
Check my car for rubbers, but quit tryin
Before you find what you lookin for and get to cryin
You always sayin
Yeah i'm lookin for a shordie we gon' run it up (run it up)
We gon' run it up
Match my moves lil mama we gon' get a buck
We gon' get a buck
Okay we
know he got mine
Never makin me wait
He's always on time
Never lookin for more
He leaves me satisfied
Holds it down for me
I know that’s all mine
I can
you on fire
your toes got the sky hornier than Quagmire
28 on tha tire
say hi to ya paper
wave by to them haterz
see em later
make em say!Oh My!
last name thriller
They coors light cold well ya boy stay chiller
If they lookin' for the chief I'm at the main villa
Post with my goons and we do what
She couldn't fool me
I heard you sour
Ceviche pussy
How you get ya body done and a nose job
And you still straight lookin like SpongeBob
And she think
Mayfield
Hittin' notes, hit the joint
Leave the roach
You don't know
What you do to me lately
I got so much love for ya
Want you to know
How much
hard I pay my dues
But I keep a tool for these nigga that act a fool
No shooters in my camp I'm my own shooter
Hit ya in ya ina medulla oblongata
I don't
lookin pretty sexy
Welcome to my ride
Welcome to my ride
Welcome to my ride
Welcome to my ride
Welcome to my rude
Ain't no getting by
Cause we just getting
see you in ya zone (yeah)
Breakin sh*t all in my home (yeah)
Lightin sh*t on fire, while you callin me a liar
You can throw that just don't hit me in my
pursuing I take my time and don't overdo it
Calculating every step so I ain't lookin' foolish
My love for the music has helped me cause it's so therapeutic
I'm more of a
c lights halfway kind of guy, myself
cye, I see that
I see that
Yanawmsayin
Hey, hi
Know that I'm a gentleman
You could keep on lookin
Seen a nigga get pop for a jacket now That's a cold summer
Crazy a nigga a die for a bih the whole Hood fuckin
Really thought she loved him OGs Ain't
and checked in every night and that was not probation
They gave they two cents and we ain't ask for no donation
Man, you on some other other shit
Just found out
of the recent past
Aw, ya know I want to take you to the spaceship races
Watch 'em do a few laps around the sun
But if you don't go in for far-off places
still show me that you miss me
She ain't lookin' for a nigga, all she wanna do is fuck
I tell her call me when she ready, get the dick all in the guts
I
by ya side I was wondering where you was
And bein outta line must be smokin on that stuff
Cause I been lookin for a real woman I can trust
They Like
I'm walking in the path of the Lord
No gimmicks no hand me's
All I want to hear him say is well done
No Stellars, No Grammys
I ain't lookin for
specialize in hustlin' tactics
Hit ya jaw and play 32 pick up
Catch a cut when the AK hiccup
Bend the corner bitch move around
I'll know ya head right by ya
lookin' like a quarter past four
Stay down better, (stay down) checkin' for a n**** who can put yo body in the dirt (ooh)
I don't play b****
If you
Stayed in bed all mornin' just to pass the time
To unwind I wrote a rhyme ripped it up and wrote some mo lines
Lookin' out my window saw an eagle
feel like I'm stuck in a mode
You call the wave, you rollin' for days
The problem with waves, they come and they go
Been lookin' for ya up under the load
mighty morphin
Shorty gave me head like Zordon
I'll be gone by the time it's morning
I left the front door wide open
Lookin for my love, don't start
back on the street
When I hit that corner, feel the concrete
If ya push that by like nothin'
Watch me turn to a psycho all of a sudden
Blastin'
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