Lyrics:
Bob's on the radio
I'm talking to the ghost of Stevie-Ray
Down by the windmill
And Mr Tambourine man stand up and sing a little
I don't care what
(Phew) hey (Phew)
(Helluva made this beat, baby)
Me and Stan just fucked up AT&T
Me and Stan just fucked up AT&T
Me and Stan just fucked up AT&T
Me
arms
Just be smart sweetheart holla at me
I don't care if ur shoes is on your jewels and charms
Your Gucci is on and your Louis Vuitton, whatever
You
till the very end just me and my boyfriend
(Look for me, look for me)
Even if the world would end tonight
I know that I would have you by my side
black
Got a bad ass car from selling jazz
The best clothes on the market keeping me raz
How am I supposed to survive
I sell draw for a living as my nine
like
Baby, I can take my time
We don't ever have to fight
Just take it step-by-step
I can see it in your eyes
'Cause they never tell me lies
I can feel
vibin' freely
I don't care
Imma vibe anywhere
Take a drive, or by fare
Applying pressure cause I'm rare
Baby it's the vibe for me
It's your vibe for me
Do
it felt like a loaded semi
My love dealer
My love dealer
Baby won't you care for me
Baby won't you share for me
My love dealer
My love dealer
Baby
and get my game stash, bitch, off the west side
Baby daddy face lookin' long, better change that
Make a nigga drop some change on your lame ass
Bob Marley
for you. I love you
What's your sign? Baby, tell me. Towards my horns of lime
Baby, the long distance kinda drives me crazy
Love when you around, baby
holler for more
Like a whore, I'm yours
Acknowledge me, baby, what are you waiting for?
Welcome, this is where I live
This is where I dream my
consideration for my heart, it just ain't there?
I'm scared, to tell the truth
Cause Baby, I Care 4 U
I do
What if you don't care like I care
What if the same
that there, Ion need no blurs I need my vision clear
All 2020, stiff-arm that bullshit, I'm chasing money
It don't make sense for me to just sit around
down by law and I know my way around
On 42nd Street, lookin' for some action
Women standing on the corner selling satisfaction
One young punk just
feels good
To know that you're by my side
It feels good to know that you're there for me (oh)
It feels good to know that you'll always be around
It
and you choke
When I'm near pull up a chair let me
Explain how I maintain the youthful glow
For you that don't know it's called H2O
So stop asking when I
My sweet baby
Hold me, love me, need me
My sweet baby
Come on touch me, tease me
My sweet baby
Gonna be just fine with
My sweet baby
See, I don't care
you in stand by
Damn GOD damn GOD damn
King Bison
I just went ahead and
Said his name in vain
Hail to Mary man
I'm praying to the Saints
GOD forgive me
mother (My nigga my nigga)
I won't try to fuck on his baby mama
Me and my brothers don't play bout no drama (Ride for my nigga, die for my nigga)
Yea we
hand, and she got me out of it
Showed me what love was, just a little bit
Little by little, catchin' feelings for a bitch
Nigga, get me out of this
I'm
can't just be therapeutic for me when it was always meant for you
Self care
Ayo Clark, let's switch it up on 'em one time
Let's take 'em to church!
Yeah
so bad, I don't know what to do with her
I know just what to do in her
Homies hit me up, they said they're goin' out tonight
I said I'm with my
And you know Darnell a savage, bro
Got Mason Crosby, the kick is good
Green and yellow, we stickin' to it
Super Bowl goals, shootin' for the stars
Baby
heart shall be
Forever torn
For many days I mourned
Hoping she forgive me
The tragedies in life
Filled my heart with such strife
But we gon get it
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