Search results for 'not like her by 3rd faze' Page #325

average yeah yeah
All that ass on her can't pass on her
She gorgeous
Dancing on that pole by day in class
Her degree important
I met lil shawty at this

Born and raised in the plains

Not much money to her name

She was one of ten kids in a boxcar

She got married at 16

To a man who drank Jim Beam

Fuck the bitch, I make her sweat, huh
I'ma die by my respect, huh
I put a check up on my neck
Life check ya in the head
I signed for a couple milli'

love now, maybe by tomorrow
And I had the bed rocking like my name was Peter
Know you gotta cut these niggas off when they creep up
I'm not tryna fall in

(mmh)
'Til that day, take the Benz to the barber
Got a chop her off the top, got a date with your daughter (yeah)
Your house not a home like Luther

hurl
I'll summarize it by saying it's a cold world a cold world
All I can tell you is I knew I cut her off
You could say it was destined
One day I saw

the sun
Every time that I would see her walk by made me fall
It got me thinkin' bout all I could do that'll put her on
To me in a way that she could

for bones
With your shorty by my side
I'll treat her like the queen
That you could never because you was too busy flexing for kings
You could never

Only One Up

Juicy J

Rubba Band Business: The Album

2017

Let's get it

I'm the only one up
Like I just popped me a Molly and dropped me a flat in my cup
I'm the only one up
Like I just hit me a lick, off by

and The pain still lasting
On a revenge tour like the 2011 Mavericks
Cartiers on I can see right thru you
Life not a movie dawg this not Hulu
Her momma love me

just   
To get in her head

I want her to feel how she's made me

I want to throw your shit out
I want to work it out
I don't know
It's hard
Just like

all day 
And now we're straining to survive

And now she's right up my side
I can find no lie to come by 
I tell her I'm not that guy 
But we're still

live in the moment
Can tell by how I push up on you that I really want it
Thats why its lookin like we sexing in this club
Girl I can teach you

I'm Good at Being Bad

TLC

FanMail [Clean]

1999

with a platinum
Not the silver shit nigga
And still seek her
Ten inch or bigga
Know how to lick it and stick it
Wha wha

Now don't get me wrong

don't like to share
Pussy payin' not my flex, I got some pussy on the stairs
By the way just sent a text and then that pussy that was there

Flatline laid

like money like dope dealers
But she stick to my code Niggas
And I know she ain’t mine but she think that she mine so I call her my bae
And no I'm not

waiting for you
Now this girl want love but she looking in the wrong place
Pacing back and forth her intentions always say
Do he like me ?
Do he like me not

(Bankroll got it)

Niggas on the prowl, dicks out like some pornstars
Pull up at your momma's, shoot a porno in her front yard
Late night tip,

like its half time
Judged by her past signs she just another chick
Why these bitches think that they the only one
Try to cuff me but I do what I want
Not

then you last
I need some privacy honesty truth hoe don't lie to me
Whole crew is eating not back they beside of me
Silently moving like ninjas we

friends
Diamonds and finesse
Pussy tastes like M&Ms 
I'ma slide in her dms 
I'm not tryna be her friend
I'm just tryna fuck her friends
I don't need no

babe
It's not what they say
Cos
Baby I like it
Baby I like it
Baby I like it
Baby I like it
Baby I like it
Oh yeh
Baby I like it
Baby I like it
Baby I

that I’m a prize
She do not want me to save her
She just wants me by her side
I’m only chasing this paper
I gotta get on my grind
I got to grind
Shawty

around, huh?
Another five paged piece filled with empty phrases, like nothing to really write home about

I mean who knows, it may not even be about us bruh