Lyrics:
HA
I don't wanna be a player no more
You know my whole damn life I was uppin' the score
Half the points on the scoreboard was from ya boy
Hehe
Okay
Money cars and clothes and hoes
That's all a young nigga know
Get the drop and up the score
We got that za that's for the low
Yo' potna dead that
know that, that talk is cheap, so I don't like to chat
And for your love, I cant afford
She hate playing games but she play to keep scores
I got some
damn these demons won't lemme sleep at night
Knees on the floor cuz I gotta lotta pride
Even the score, guess I gotta let it ride
Gimme a choice, Imma
I get high when I feel low
No pen and pad this a free flow
Im out of the way and Im upping the score
1 thing is for certain 2 things is fasho
I cant
him then I'm upping the score
Cop anything when I walk in all stores
Not Louis Vuitton then it's Christian Dior
Pick up the hammer and swing it like
foreseen
Four score and seven years from now
Is what's important
Ha yea
Back to the old me
Back to the Bobby Pebblestone he
Happy maybe not but he's still
you're looking for
Well, what for?
You won't come back anymore
But you're at the door
I've been keeping score
You've no right to be here
It's best
everything
Everything clear everything
Encroachers now on the floor
Encroachers now keep killing more
Encroachers now by the score
Encroachers now keep
Come let me get you an LSU girl
You want a tough girl
And then she can run hoops
While she a bad bitch
And then she can score too
And then she
gives way to liquid jaws
Millions of years to settle a score
They settle a score.
She sells shells upon the sea shore
Things slip through her hands so
Yeah torture motherfuckers
All versions of torture
I'll fuckin' I'll fuckin' fuck with your credit score
No, no!
Credit score? Over the top, is
a ring
I try to wait for the storm to calm down
But that's stubborn baby, leading a war
We droned down on each other
Tryin' to even the score
We all
steadily spiking
And if five hundred points is important
Then let your mind body and souls free
Keep your opponents from trying to score these
Mighty
this, I promise
I think this is what they make back-up for
This is my score
Let me put something on the board
Your hand me down handicap secondhand
kiss some more
Don't ask how many times we kiss
At a time like this, who keeps score?
So I don't care if the sun don't shine
I get my lovin' in
believe in all the things that you stood by before?
(That you stood by before)
Are you out there on the front lines, or at home keeping score?
Do you
told you you were pretty
I was honestly just trying to score (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
But you made me wait a week
Just to kiss you on the cheek
From patience and from pain
The one who never ends will gain.
The lovely notes from score to score
Become the sound of the general score
and
Flew home
They were only trying for the highest score
Give em more
Jen sends her love
And this message
For more fun sighs eyes and
Less lies
Well
King Pony, Magic City, Blue Flame, ain't they pretty?
Score's honors, they be on it
Got them players all up on it
That's right ladies, do your
a score
Twenty wives are cause for trouble
How much more then if their numbers double
Everywhere you go, you're always fighting
Squabbling over all
friend, friend, friend, friends
Matte black two-door (door)
Jump in, in, in, in
You might wanna keep score (score)
I win, win, win, win (I win, win,
me fuck it slow (Fuck it slow, yeah)
Never let 'em know, never let 'em know
We go back and forth
Girl, I'm never keepin' score (Keepin' score)
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