Lyrics:
ABCs
I always started with the B
Followed by the M and W
Next is GLE
I done went and bought another coupe
This just how I be
Promise you this is not
E S P E C T take care, T C B
ABC as easy as one, two, three
As simple as do, re, mi, ABC
123, baby, you and me girl
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Mama
And lived by this lesson
I gotta ask
Why is this what you stressing
Come on baby i just wanna get high Tonight
Take a drag and look up to the sky Tonight
talkin' to?"
Like you don't see this 30 pokin' out my joggin' suit?
Do I look like the type of nigga like to argue you?
I put the rocket on him, point
I'm at your door, your eyes are like, "Why are you here?"
Judging by my steel, I got something to do here
Give up the money or the angel cries two
you out but I ain't no PT (no PT)
You the main gyal, them a CC
And she love to get so freaky
Flavors send me outta space on some E.T
Who's the man?
grown
And the spots is getting blown
Boyz II Men, ABC, BBD
Nah, we ain't none of them, B
Give me, so give me
Nore, Phife Dawg and Abstract
Give me,
juicey love
With the love I have do we need to compromise
Everytime you smile you got me thinking twice
I even get em chills when you look at me
I even
cuz she been lacking
I only see your ugly ass in the past tense
Look at all my drip, water splashin
(Yeah, Yeah)
I don't really want no love cuz they
love
Cause I can't get no where hatin, the funk I will not be rakin
Uh, I know one nigga that met his match, cakin
I'm not goin tell you how
love
Cause I can't get no where hatin, the funk I will not be rakin
Uh, I know one nigga that met his match, cakin
I'm not goin tell you how
TRU SHIT
Production By Solo Beats
Comin Down Smokin Green/Makin My Cream Servin Fiends/Sippin On Lean Then Pop A Bean 2 Project PT Ghetty
need
See me in that new shit
And now they trying to take from me
Where was this energy, when I was in the PT?
Where was this energy?
Oh I get it, you
Always a lady when in the streets
When she gets home, freak in the sheets
I want you to put that booty on me
No ABC's, cause she want the D, yeah
that's a missile
I'm flame like propane so you know I'm never gon' stop
My same vibe is suicide so PT he has arrived
Look
A wake up call for all you
even let her
Pick out the Louis Vuitton
A ABC look at the details in my sweater
I got the OG means I'm original
She got a booty, the bitch one
Look I’m the man with the plan
So baby girl won’t you hold my hand
Baby girl won’t you hold my hand
Baby girl won’t you hold my hand
Say girl
the looks to the field yo
We can party with P.T.s on T.P. with a tub of hennesse
Three hoes screamin 'cause they straight out da hood
Chi-town pimps that all
a twink
These are the A-B-Cs of kink
Paddles and canes are for impact play
For the artiste try Japanese bondage
If you love a good enema Klismaphilia's your
you like to make love?
I saw you walking down the street, and I had to stop
Turn up the radio and drop the top
I see you look so good, and your so fine
100 Thousand Sold Pt.2'
I woke up this morning looked in the mirror
and said its either me or
you but its time for a change like Lyor
the blink of an eye
How can you sit as time passes by
Hatred building a grand golden throne
Give us a sign of that I know.
Mother Terror, dark as night
We
love, hey
My love, hey, my love, hey
My love, hey, my love, hey
My love, my love, my love
I love the way you're standing
Lips look so sweet, like
sixteen, that's a PT
36 that's a keyzee
Push button start, bitches thought I lost my keys, please
Trappin' out my haunted house of ghosts, there's some
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