Lyrics:
wonder if she love me for me or my fuckin' money
Sometimes I think about the love that I had in the past
I truly miss it but it just wasn't destined
know
Ridin' by my side she know
When I'm talkin you just listen
I want you to be my Mrs
If you down for real shit pimpin'
I'm gon be the one you chill
There is a nervous girl with a contraband harmonica
Roaming through the deserts, climbing sand dunes
She has cigarettes aplenty in her back pocket
True Shit Man, True Shit Man
I'm not with the bogus I try to stay Focused but y'all wanna step in my Lane
I'm not with the bogus I try to stay
start knowin' sumpim about Uzi?s and shit So uh?
Now this three eighty was a bitch who used to ho up on my block
She lived on smith-n-wesson with that
to wear a helmet
Easily found for the pass by the scent of my armpit
[Chorus 2]
She is fine, she's a dime, I'm a 6, she's a 9
No such thing as a dime,
wanting you to listen to the
Dead silence in my defiance
I used to sin and be intrigued by violence
Now as I glimpse into the past
I thank God for your
cliq)
It’s Mr. “I don’t bag these bitches, bitches bag me” (Bag me)
It’s Mr. “I don’t pay these bitches, bitches pay me” (she know she)
I just smoked a QP
warming up for Bruno
This is what they wanted, and they call my sound nuevo
Stop, steer it giving you luck by means of calling
Cause she told me I was never
ready
Takin molly to the dome, I think she ready
I think she ready, I think she ready
Get here home by the Cove, I think she ready
I think she ready,
As I'm diggin' out her mother's best friend.
Ask about my kids, say they gettin' big
As we moan and dig.
Fucked another, she was kinda thick but
Alright class lets get this started
Where's my ruler
You can use my ruler Mrs Johnson
Aw sit down you!
OK Roll call! We got Kyle, Cameron, Hunter,
speaking on me neither
Telling people you know me
She saved my name as Mr. Jody
With that purple emoji
Let’s go
I say it ain’t what I got
It’s how I use it
set
I was young, didn't even hit my teens yet
E a rapper but he always killed it when the scene set
Hit it bald, give a call and now she Mr. Clean
Run, for your life is in danger! She cried.
Mr Gill fled into town, telling two storekeepers about the warning along the way. The
three decided they
swagger was her dagger; she sashayed my way and gave me her math told me told to call her. I lured into her trap. Hypnotize by beauty this short cutie said
firmly on
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Standing in line at the grocery store
Waiting to check out
My hands clench
Cee, go ahead, cut it up
My man Big Daddy Kane gonna see about my man Mr. Welfare alright?
Places to go, people to see, things to do
and you know what
The like I'd never seen
"Experience something different
With our new imported toy
She's loving, warm, inflatable
And a guarantee of joy"
She came
The like I'd never seen
"Experience something different
With our new imported toy
She's loving, warm, inflatable
And a guarantee of joy"
She came
a groove with you
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Hey Mr. DJ keep playin' that song for me
Out on the floor in my arms, she's gotta be
Let's get it on (let's get it on)
down
By Mr Tom Hughes town
I got a woman
Lives on Stony Hill
She used to sit down and gamble with
Mr Buffalo Bill
He's a bad man
You got
As I'm diggin' out her mother's best friend.
Ask about my kids, say they gettin' big
As we moan and dig.
Fucked another, she was kinda thick but
Buh she just willing to judge and maybe tell of mistakes
I'm never tripping about it but well I'm never in there
My scene was pretty dramatic buh well
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