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Just like the ceiling, she's my fan
She could be my only fan
Cheeks got rosy other chicks could turn around they couldn't show me
Attracted but they

maintained
Got to break out the box you was Subject to a bed frame
Chasing dreams you couldn't achieve Up in your headspace
She keep calling my phone it give

She's a bartender
She mixes up my focus

Does a lot talkin
Got a lotta options
She don't wanna talk shit
She jus wanna drop it
I just got us shots
Cuz who

all through the night
c Gemini, hate to love her, but she been dope


Girl you super fly
got you by side

My Twin flame
You my you my gemini
You my

(I keep on calling, cause my messages you ignore)
Now days all I do is smoke
(I got a weed man, his a fucking g man)
She's saying that it's all my

I'm all in her pants
Only the baddest I'm fucking her friends
But shawty know she a bad bitch
She got lots a baggage
I'm starting to think it's a habit

nights
It's a dead end but we gon make a way
She said she got to go but I want her to stay
I know she won't text me back but I was waiting anyway
If I

VERSE 1
She’s looking good ass fat, hair done, and her nails too,
Walking like a stallion in them heels got my eyes glued, 

To her small waist,

a thing (a thing)
I'm covered by the power
Of a red pill (a red pill)

But she'll never stay
(she'll never stay)
No matter what I say
(no matter what i say)

Done Wit The Games i Dont Want You To Hate Me 
& Them Hoes In The Past , You Can Come Be My Lady 
Then She Smiled , She Like Maybe 
Know That i Got Her ,

Toning her legs hips and mid section
No surprise no disguise she's a blessing
I can't lie she open eyes 
That girl is pure pressure, got damn she pure

like to sell p*ssy  post nudes up on finsta 
When she ain't in college she stripping at Follies
Spelman by day and at night she get naughty
Gone need 500

touched
By the Gods of fame
Everyone in music
Will know her name
And she'll a player in the hall of fame
She's wants be the next big thing
She's got

boy got hits
She's not blinded by the fame
And now she's showin' me the booty
Oh my God I think it's doin' something to me
She like a Rolex, she shines

rolla rolla got ma fingers holdin kush and it stink like a skunk/ everybody wanna know what the name is/ this shit grade A like she studied at Harvard

gon' burn"
Knock on my door the tables gon' turn (Look(
She want disire, and she got no plan
They say "playing with fire, you prolly gon' burn"
Knock

Love Sounds
Slow down
Soul now
Love Sounds
She look me in my eye and whispered
Slow down
Mouth open eyes back I took her
Soul now
She got on top

Baby Girl

Eska

No Qualms

2007

She's my baby girl and she relies on me
Loves me too much, won't hide from me
She knows it's shit, I've got too many flies on me
Got spies on me,

the club, same night
Damn, I just seem to can't get by
Long as they gon' pay me in advance, I'm fine
My lil' nigga got that 30 in his pants
I'm fine she told

throttle got Bottles
I'm the plug got whatever you Want
She pulled up and she drank every sip that was left in her Cup
She wanna Get Loose
I know that she

By balanced I mean what I got in each pocket
In yours, I see lint what you play for the rockets?
Let's get it corrected, I get too much money
Don't

on the pole
Addicted to the fast life now she want some more
If she aint got it she gon get it by tomorrow
Pop that pussy she get anything she want

I aint

Look
Look
I got a peng one giving me uckie
Lol
Claim she love me
Bro bro fly out the country
Played out the country
Looking all comfy
Lovely lovely
New

hard
Ms. Juicy, Ms. Juicy got that thing about her
I just, just can't let go
Do she love me? Do she love me not?
Sometimes Ms. Magic Juice is all I got
I