Lyrics:
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Tru mi do Money fi spend,
Trailer load Million by a morning and Money Junkie
Every man run gone do di money song
But dem ah follow Fashion
really awesome
Now walk up to the club like "What up? I got a hit song"
I'm so pumped, I bought some clothes from the thrift shop
Ice on the fringe is
ho)
I wanna be yo let me fuck that nigga down
What’s that? My ghetto love song hahaha
(Set it off, set it off) let’s be friends
(Where my niggas at)
Slow songs to you nice and quiet
Piano style, the tempo is slow
Everybody wanna smile when they
Hear me even though
I talk violence even though I start
got the lyrics
I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style
And so I came to see him, and listen for a while
And there he was, this young boy,
(Look Out) she put in work, she put in work
Dame, that girl fine, body designed, so divine
I got to grind to make her mine, by the end of this rhyme
If
walker
Too drunk too high to even call my father
Sailor songs with my crew about
How I am the martyr
We on the hood of the car
Drawing shapes from
typical Sex with a Mermaid kind of song. You've probably had these kind of dreams...haven't you?! I love the pedal steel (played by Joel Katz)
The time
I'm thinking about keeping this bitch by my side
Girl so fine niggas dreamed they fucked her and lied
But I'm numero uno, the one and only
Bitch
started in the valley
Very smart, yeah, she is business savvy
She the type of girl that I wanna marry
Love your style, I'm like, oh my gosh
Get it on her
pile (you salty?)
I'm goin' Chevy with metallic fuckin' gun style
No door handle, she high tryna figure how
While my auto mobile looks like Girls Gone
won't cry
I just never noticed how fast, all these years go by
Flo Rida on the radio, you should Carly Rae me
Know what I'm saying girl? Call Me Maybe
I
a fucking phenom
But they not with it, then they need to get the peace on
And turn her speakers up when the DJ plays these songs
I love girls with low self
doubt, I loved this girl inside and out
Her beautiful smile, her hair and her style were drivin' me wild
We sat together on the bus, we sat together
sing and by dancing boot-scooting style
Betty has a contagious smile that you just can't ignore
Her songs will fill your heart with joy and leave you
Whoa
S.A.M
Uhn
Yea I believe in Jesus
And I believe in me
They don't wanna play my songs
'Cause I believe in Him?
Why I gotta switch my style up?
style
Maybe we should hang
Maybe you should stay a while
Like ooh girl
Yeah I like the way you move girl
Dancing with you is cool girl
Like ooh girl
I
food
Honeyed up with a boss girl
They said order up, they want a couple more
Oh shit, your style's like cirrhosis,
My style's not leased, I own this
drunk and he was lonely
And as he passed by he sang a hymn.
And as I lay there listening,
Well I almost joined him in that song
But instead I just
her tear
Without a care
Until I met this girl who turned the tables around
She caught me by surprise
I never thought I'd be the one breaking down
I
dogs style slice of their ear
'Coz I've had enuff of bredders actin' tough, tryin' ta get rough
When its obvious they ain't rough enuff, listen
I don't
to give it to her cause she had a will in the rough
I wrote this song just for her, to hear the message
Piece by piece, a personal history lesson
We fled the king who could see in his dreams
That we had found ourselves a diamond in the sea
And so all the sailors sang their songs
While they
She doesn't need a partner dancin' by herself
She just keeps her motor runnin' dancin' every single song they play
My friends used to say I was lame
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