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Back to my house
Back to my house
She got a man
I'm taking her out
I'm taking her out
Showing her off by my side then we heading
Back to my house
john's balls
All my players in the house that can buy the bar
And the ballin' ass niggas with the candy cars
If you a pimp and you know you don't love
complicated (hol' up)
Girl put your feelings to the side (hol' up)
All you gotta do is be straight up (hol' up)
Don't let a minute pass by
Fuck a text message
and the message you speak
Only time will reveal all the lessons you seek
Always rose to my feet when it's pressure received
Only thing that is promised I will never
so proud to call you my girl my girl
My girl my girl
Yeah and I´m so proud to call you my girl
You wrote time i´ll be there by your side
Girl, I´m
me in the eye
A couple thousand miles away
You took me by surprise
You left a message on the telephone
From New York City, your new home
You
look me in the eye
A couple thousand miles away
You took me by surprise
You left a message on the telephone
From New York City, your new home
You
by how you walkin' he don't dick you down
Don't you hear my talkin', baby?
Love me now or I'll go crazy
I can put you in dream house (house), Star
bitch
Now check it
I be here to wreck it
Every second
Get the message
It's a lesson
Ain't no question
With your bitch and she naked
She me at my house
Stupid mother fucker coming in my house
Stupid mother fucker come in my house he said
You living for the wrong one easier said than done, I'm dead
know what I'm sayin',
There tryin' to say, that I'm gonna feed my fans electric kool aid
They got me fucked up
In this house there is no room for
Isn't much that I feel I need
A solid soul and the blood I bleed
With a little girl, and by my spouse
I only want a proper house
There isn't
Isn't much that I feel I need
A solid soul and the blood I bleed
With a little girl, and by my spouse
I only want a proper house
There isn't
the violence
don't try this kids, no one's tried this before i did
i about to teach tolerance open your eyelids
in the club its crowded, i'm about to puke my
rushing by my window)
The sun rushing by my, my window,
Window, my window yeah
The wind blow through my, my Shadow yeah, my shadow, my
Shadow yeah
(No one)
acting
You been taking my attention, what's happening
Send a message overthink it, girl I Don't know what to do
I should really get an oscar, cuz of how I
sins
Loudly run by those fuckers pulling up at his house, sticking their nose in it, left with no choice but to pull a machete from the boot of his car,
Okay
I used to have some good days at my Grandmas house
Ya ya ya ya ya
At my Grandmas house
Okay now yall ready
I used to have some good days at my
I get a lot of gash and I ain't even rich
My credit's probably lower than your bitch
I don't answer the phone to
Girls that act like fools
Might
that we weren't allowed in my parents' house. So I knock on the door and I said, I'm here with my boyfriend. And they wouldn't open the door. My mother
saved messages. [Girl:] Hey whassup Romie? [giggles] This your Juliet Tomeka. I was calling cause you so fine at school yesterday oh my gahh. But I see
a seat, crowded
Got ya head and your feet mounted
You crucified, I'm superfly like who's the guy?
I ain't ever trippin my shoes are tied
That victory dont
time, nigga
I can't fit your task in my schedule
She stay tryna call me, or message, I felt it
Yeah, she be with her girls, not no fellas
And they
They make me dream higher
Maybe I can realize all I desire
Voices in my head
It never goes quiet
Sometimes it's so crowded it feel like it's a choir
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