Lyrics:
thing
Mix a H with quanna
Take him 1-2 whole days
Molly grits supply the strip
By the triple private planes
Read a book and took a nap
Enjoy
be right (you, you, you, you)
No time for games in my life
I just want this thing to be special, special
(Talk about it, ma, I hear you talkin')
stay out the mix
Last talk, yeah, he got bled, I keep it 40, bitch, for the win, yeah woah
Yeah, I got lit, yeah
Spend, I spend, yeah
Give a fuck if they
that you love
Tell me you love
Unbreak my
Say that you love
Say that you love
Tell me
In a church,by the face,
He talks about the people going
and get a tan
And when we go and get a tan
Then we can talk about our stans
And oh my god I love to travel
Let's go fly into Japan
And when we fly into
you would be over me by now?
So you go sleepin' with them clowns, they are no relief
She spoke her piece, I know, capisce
So love must be let go,
(b-side)
Said I'm reppin' B-side (said I'm reppin')
I can tell you I don't feel anything (anything)
Errtime I think about early grave
I think about dead
There's no more my heart can take but fight I still got left in me
This might be a mix of the weed and the wine
But when we intertwine it's more than I can
we can start
I want to be with you
You want to be with me
I want to be with you
All those people they talk about
It's only a puppy love
Sit down tell me how your days go
I'm all ears for you anytime you show
I love to know about your escapades
How you go about your day
So what you
know my smile will fade away
When I get wet by god's tears another day
Don't pray for me, I'm alright
Stop worrying about me, I'm fine, yeah
Take your
love, you ain't even That Bitch
Imma talk my shit, you get dismissed thats by my next bitch
Cause Shorty got me in a Mess
We might make a Mess (mess)
stereo
We used to mix our
Frosted Flakes with Cheerios
LSD, Ecstasy, slice through reality
Only seventeen, trying to find my queen
I never developed
our future
Could you be my wife
Lets talk about love
Lets talk about life
Lets talk about our future
Could you be my wife
What can I do to get with you
Say to much they dont want it...
Sometimes my dreams be haunted...
I cook near a cutta but stay by my lonesome in silence...
La Rakee got killed right
Bi-itch yeah, now we gonna talk about
These hoes for a minute (talk about these
Let's talk about these hoes)
There’s some hoes in this house
There's
right now a young nigga be smoking in peace
I don't got time to be stressing about people who talk about me
Girl you so funny whatever they tell you you
You know what it is
I love it
Let's talk about it
Your boy's been a christian, quite a few years
Victory and faith, but I failed in my fears
I
it over. Let's talk it over!
Weeeeeee first met!
Remember when
Oh, how can I forget you
Branded me! Scarred by your love!
Remember when
That
lose it just to get our views lucid
Every other day these niggas want a new exclusive
Should I be in the mix more? Maybe I'm too secluded
Do you think
new country is all about me but I love some Johnny Cash, Waylon, and Willie.
Respect the old school and make room for the new
Now tell me you don't
Woke up in a bad place
Cold sweat still dripping down my neck
I drift off when I'm on stage
Feel love and I'll give it right back
I mix drugs with
to our clothes daddy
We keep them hoes lookin', starin', gawkin', talkin' 'bout us
We got them peoples and feds, yea they talk about us
About the way we
time influenced our people heavily
Everybody loved you for your passion and your energy
But all of that love will bring envy and jealousy
I wish that you
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