Lyrics:
I ain't trippin on her i got too much of these hoes i ain't een stuntin these hoes i try keep shit cool i can't be here like no foo she runnin game
She in love with all the girls
She like all them other girls
She like all them other girls and that's on pussy bro
Waking everybody up to make sure
The Dark Lady
More mysterious than me, this dark lady she had to be Medusa’s niece. Her feeling changed like the autumn leaves; because she was
the pouch
Like the kangaroo logo
On a Kangol
Moral of the story
I can't go
She gotta wanna listen
My attention
Span can't tame hoes
My dick ain't efficient
She lives her life on her own terms
This is the world
She is immerse
She is like no other girl
She never ever stops
Freelancing
Her life is not
comin' home like I 'ppose ta
With a big ole bag of groceries and somethin' that we can smoke up
We don't need a passion 'cause me and you is what's
to her when she in nude, look at that big ole ass with the boobs
Adding her double d's to my d, we gotta f like we retaking school, huh
Bad boy, good news,
like vampires
Compliment each other like burgers and french fries
In the last minute I done thought about you ten times
Fine on the out but she pretty
like vampires
Compliment each other like burgers and french fries
In the last minute I done thought about you ten times
Fine on the out but she pretty
[Verse 1]
On behalf of the better half
That ain't been better havin'
I'm feelin' like I better have an answer
Or explain why I'm nothin' but
the Midwest
OKC right by that big Ole south they told me
Get it get it crack it and repeat it then she
Told me beat it beat it back it up and leave
It in I told
scared
So for the price if you go it
Like that to be the boss you gladly pay it
An arm and a leg I'd be lying if I say I ain't
Need no help, can't do
my voice
Some other day
Them go still hear the story o
I no get money
I better meet mama
Make she better pray for me
If you no see me for my mama house
hoe when I come 'round
She gon' get missing by sun down
She smell da guap like a bloodhound
I hit that bitch wit the run around
Run it up
I got my
holla at big daddy I'm comin home like I 'ppose ta
with a big ole bag of groceries and somethin that we can smoke up
we don't need a passion cause me
like these other guys
She wanna be loved by one person but she can't
Babygirl let me grab ya hand
Through the ups and downs
Imma still be ya man
Cause I
And loyalty
Comes straight from her roots
When the struggle is real
No question
She done strapped up her boots
A Wonder Woman
I'll solely covet
I will
ole pad
Cuz we crashing with my sister and its getting too cramped
It’s like 7 of us banging on the door to take baths
And I hate that shit to be frank
it
And what I want
Somebody tell me what's going on, going on
She looks like any other girl
But not like any other girl
I can tell by when she
bone, it's sunny in my overcast
Jumped behind her with no hesitation
By the size of my pants she could sense my desperation
[Hook]
Bad Chick Alert! Bad,
nothing like ya
In her bag she got class
I was thinking ice box
Vvs’s , freeze tag
New vert on 4’s
Fresh off the lot
Dealer tags
Svr new jag
AR no lag
had to send they ass to Wally World
They gon' hate, no hesitate
That's okay, I'm gon' shock the world
Big ole' Birkin bag, we in Miami
Like the City
singing like the choir
Could it be
Apple of my eye
Wouldn't mind
I mean I should make her mine
I was due for some good news
But you caught me by surprise
that zaza what I'm smoking on this ainn no 10 a g
Go presidential just like Benji did play like an instrument
No 50 cent posted with many men she taste
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