Lyrics:
those times I got caught doing dirt, she could've
Bounced and shows up on somebody else.
But she stayed by my side, and I came back so many times.
I
And I know she loves it when I grab her by her throat
Hit it good and catch no feelings when I hit it make her know
I just wanna fuck, nothing serious
the streets tonight
Ain't gonna sleep till she's by my side
Spread the word coz i gotta find her
Trust me
She don't pick up the phone
(Please speak after
and that bitch doing bad, she got a new nigga he broke and sad
Im up in this foreign I'm moving real fast
By the night I'm up in a Alyx
By the night I'm
Mama said that talk is cheap, I guess I'll show you my love
I got a ride or die, baby, I'ma hold you above
Okay, the way she put together, I cant get
She don't be creepin
Because she's down with me
She got my name tatooed
Across her chest as r&b
Let's get his money
Now let's do it, twin
I got
sister Doris?
(Still with William Morris.)
How's your cousin Shirley?
(She got married early.)
How's her daughter Esther?
(Skipped a whole semester.)
How's
yea it is it is what it is
Some ni*** was talking
Some ni*** got killed
She for the streets yea lil shorty a h**
I ain't duckin These bi***es naw no
I
sittin there by the telephone
And you know that she aint goin to call you
So you put on the TV and you're watchin Johnny Carson
Segwayin right into
And that's why your sitting there by the telephone
And you know that she ain't going to call you!
So you put on the TV and you're watching Johnny Carson
She can’t count the times
My hands are tied
The world keeps passing by
Deep in your eyes
She got me hooked on a different kind of feeling
She got me
on the plate let me know She a foreign
I'm fucking a foreign
I'm fucking a foreign
We can do it first class
Taste of the high life
Got her smoking on Za' bumping
Hot wax drippin'
Honey what do you say
I got a brand new record
That I gotta play
She says not now boy
But I did anyway
'Cause I'm ready, so
featuring Keith Murray Redman
Whoop Whoop(8x)
[Redman]
Funky dilemmas destroy mc's by process of elimanation
Ghetto linger
B.G.
Uh-huh I'm bout my feddi by all means
Look here I be on a paper chase I'm all about my cheddar
I ain't touching the mic if it ain't five
You could get popped no Canada Dry
Yeah
Im sippin' lean I cant drive
Hit up the plug I got woods by the 5
Yeah
Shorty she ready to ride
She said she
and you
Fuck it up, i know you feel lonely
I got time for you now
Fuck 'em, imma keep you closely
Only mine and you know
She on me, right on me
Liter by
outside every event that I'd be at, she'd still keep missing me
& now she's getting high with more frequency now
rage rumbling inside got to be with me
You're on the phone with your girlfriend, she's upset
She's goin' off about something that you said
'Cause she doesn't get your humor like I do
and the girl knows why
She is better than the rest let me show you
Ain't no lover like the one I got
I don't need to fuck around 'cause
She gives me a lot
Ain't
telling me to get my cake up
Bet he sneeze and his watch buss
She telling me to get my cake up
That onlyfans got you brave huh
She telling me to get my cake
nobody stopping us
Ima boss like I'm meek mill n rozay
Got my foot on they neck n I ain't giving up
And I don't care bout nun these hoes say dickride when
shawty got me eating out a Buffet
I’ve been lighting the place
I’ve been, I’ve been eyeing the space
Climbing high right out of the basement
Diamonds
that they can't tell me nothin'
She in the passenger and
Givin' me the suction
She got enhancements but this
Circle got reduction, yeah
Uh, uh, na na na
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