Lyrics:
C-cups (Aye Damn)
Lemme get this shit hot let them mufucka heat up
I run it up now I feel like a cheetah
If she ain't fucking me, then she ain't fuck
love?
And when the tides were high,
Ya when times were rough,
When no stars were in the sky,
And tears of fear were in your eyes…
Did I stand by your
me who was there to stand by
Me, that's who (Who)
Girl, you know
Me, that's who (Who,who)
Who was there to dry your tears
It never mattered 'bout
feels strange to say
I'm so caught up, 'cause I can't stand to admit
Cupid got good aim, your man has been hit
I'm the kind of brother
Who been
wanna hear it)
Stand down (don't wanna hear it)
Back it up, back it up-up now
Come a little bit closer
Let me tell you about a girl you used to know
She
the world, frame by frame transitioning
My life in a slideshow
Keep it still don't need no vids though
Let the instrumentals play, filling up a boring day
Just
desires flames;
I heat up your temperature, keep the tempo raw
When you start to smoke, rest assured
I start to think 'cause you're a singer like
and what's found
Tell me what you wanting to do girl
Tell me what you wanting to do girl
(I can't stand when you change up your mind, all of the time)
How you
down (fake bitch)
Throw a bottle at ya, shut a nigga mouth (break shit)
Come and follow me, stand up on the couch (shake shit)
Let us wallow, niggas
of old Kanye's best
But all they got left if F.Y.I. from the West
In the right side of victory for real
Success my lay up drill
In the mainstream
I win by
of old Kanye's best
But all they got left if F.Y.I. from the West
In the right side of victory for real
Success my lay up drill
In the mainstream
I win by
with me my mental
That's why I'm letting out my pain on this instrumental
Fuck my girl to sleep then I go and grab the pencil
Listen up I'm writing
of sand
Hold up
Let me take a few steps back
Caught in a sand trap
You don't wanna get sucked in
Now stand back
This is my battle to fight
The battle of my
Independent Bitches
They Gone Stand Out
Independent Bitches
They Gone Stand Out
Independent Bitches
They Gone Stand Out
You the Type of Hoe
That
Woke up feeling like
Woke up feeling like
Woke up feeling like
Woke up feeling like
Dreams of a penthouse a pool and a doorman
So I won't stop til
to me
Yup, and they don't even stand up to pee
To piss they sit on the toilet
Seat them buls is sweet
Faggot, look pussy what I call niggas
That chick
friends
On my face you can sit sit
And we ain’t no limit limits
If it’s trouble getting in it
Want me beat it up
Instrumental Ima hit it hit it
Picking
drive-by when it's beef
Like a skirt steak
Grilled in my palm like it's Earth Day
I need a Barrymore 50 First Dates
Do a bitch wrong, she gon' know it all
He
(Said) He said stand in front of me
Let me pone that ass
Show em your're my girl
And let me stay
I'll be the king (the king)
As long as, you
Where's the love we once knew?
Open up your eyes, then you'll realize here I stand
With my everlasting love.
Need you by my side, girl you'll be my
Where's the love we once knew?
Open up your eyes, then you'll realize here I stand
With my everlasting love.
Need you by my side, girl you'll be my
to make hits
Black fist on the rise, oh now you're surprised
Ya niggas don't exist, like fuckin pens you pry
But i'mma ride, this beat like girls ridin my
Oh-woah-oh
Oh-woah-oh
Oh-woah-oh-woah-oh
Uh
She's the girl of my dreams
She's the girl of my dreams
She's the girl of my dreams
Girl of my dreams
I think of you
I feel this drive
This drive
I feel so alive
Let me tell you what I want
Let me tell you what I need girl I need you
To stand by me
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