Lyrics:
on the roof, mane (Gucci gang)
Savage got shooters in the booth, mane (that's it right there, Gnealz)
This nigga talkin' crazy 'bout who, mane?
Shot a pussy
baby
(I break, when I break I break)
(Mariah)
So look who's crying now, boo-ooh, hoo
Talking 'bout your missin' your boo
Oh no, you and getting
Oooh
Niggas already know what the fuck goin' on
Ayye, Ooh there's some money to get
Ooh there's some money to get
Ooh there's some money to get
Ooh
"
When I start, you are fin'
I ain't talking Land of Ooo
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
When they see me
They say "Ooh"
When I start, you are fin'
I ain't talking Land
daddy
Send a photo to my phone, she ain't got no panties
Got me thanking god like I just won a grammy
Like I won a grammy
(Ooh girl let me see it)
hate them B.O.B. niggas cause we lit (B.O.B. nigga)
Aye ayeee Chief she ain't lit enough
I told leave emotions put yo feelings up
Bend her over touch yo
ain't as
Happy as can be
She in the other room
And you grab your keys
Walk out the door
Your head still hot
So you blow off some steam
Streaming through
that's quick to forget a face
Baby what ya doin out here anyway?
How ya out here hanging w the heavyweights
By the way
You look mad familiar
Tell me what's
baby
(I break, when I break I break)
(Mariah)
So look who's crying now, boo-ooh, hoo
Talking 'bout your missin' your boo
Oh no, you and getting
I got bitches in my coupe (huh)
Me and Breezy, fifty hoes, by the group (by the group)
That's yo' bitch, she told a lie, ain't told the truth, ooh
Uh, check it out, uh
I steps in where the Mo's and the hoes at bay-bee!
Fuck all that pretty shit
Takin' it back to the gutter for you
Uh, check it out, uh
I steps in where the Mo's and the hoes at bay-bee!
Fuck all that pretty shit
Takin' it back to the gutter for you
Broke me down, she looked me in my eyes, "Is there an addiction?"
I said "No," but this time I lied, I knew that I can't fix it
Pure soul, even in her
I hope you ain't wasting my time
And she be telling me I'm hard head
Okay, it be like that
She ask me why I leave and I don't ever be right back
Why
later, we walkin' on the beach
The one in Malibu, that's when you fucking popped up on the scene
She holds my hand and looks at him
This ain't no meme,
fine
Girl you look like something that should be on tha dance line
Incredible by tha waist
Plus she got a pretty face
Even tho she got class she
blowing up her phone last night
But she ain't have her ringer nor her ring on last night, oh
Nigga, that's that nerve
Why give a bitch your heart
When
I pull in a Ken
Like Jazzie, Stacie, Nicki (grrah)
All of the Barbies is pretty (damn)
All of the Barbies is bad
It girls (It girls) and we ain't
I pull in a Ken
Like Jazzie, Stacie, Nicki (grrah)
All of the Barbies is pretty (damn)
All of the Barbies is bad
It girls (It girls) and we ain't
I pull in a Ken
Like Jazzie, Stacie, Nicki (grrah)
All of the Barbies is pretty (damn)
All of the Barbies is bad
It girls (It girls) and we ain't
, it's a good one
I can see this shit like, man up, man up, ain't know nothin' else, ooh
It's like, uh, chin up, baby there, uh, center, eat the, ooh
One
care what my niggas say
She been there everyday for my drama (c'mon)
Some of the homies hate 'cause they want her
Wish they the ones that's datin' my
she don't want me prevail
But I, learned my lesson watchin' Sean stressin'
So why listen to her and start guessin'?
Mommy, you ain't ready to ride,
she don't want me prevail
But I, learned my lesson watchin' Sean stressin'
So why listen to her and start guessin'?
Mommy, you ain't ready to ride,
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