Lyrics:
Sometimes I feel like you the one
Other times I feel like I ain't ready yet
You make me feel like it's all mine
I play with the cat not your mind
I don't
Sometimes you just gotta get that shit off your chest, you feel me?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh
I've been sippin' on that Brandy and blowin'
that's pornstar dancin'
She don't play nice, she makes me beg
She drops that dress around her legs
And I'm sittin' right by the stage for this
Pornstar
go
If you don't know where to find me
In the middle of living my life my way
Don't gotta remind me
I know I got a lotta things still in play
Watch me
earned every ounce of this by working hard
So don’t ever think you can discredit my art
Me and my team, we gon’ run up the charts
POP POP POP
You gon’ know
Splash emoij by her thigh
Booby got me getting high
When i'm moody don't come by
Taking stems off the Akai put my cotties in her eye
Oh you rapping for
and get you a sip of this brandy
Let me think a size off of what I can see
You musta been eatin' by grannies
'Cause that ass lookin' phat in them panties
fucking «fendi»
She might don’t know
That i got dumb lettuce
“man down”
But glock ain’t ready
Fade out
Almost by «brandy»
Club bounce
I’m on my weekend
Working day by day no stutter
Stacking this bread and butter
Cus n****s don't owe you shit
I need diamonds on my wrist
I'm ready to take a risk
I'm
know I never let it get to my head (I got a)
No, never gettin' vexed when you're wet
My DJ bring his decks on the jet
Came out when you put me
Marianne, oh, Marianne, oh, won't you marry me?
We can have a bamboo hut and brandy in the tea
Leave your fat old mamma home, she never will say
she a baddie baddie, shordy lips taste like brandy and she be nasty nasty, riding me in di cabby cabby
Miss fatty fatty thicker than a michidean patty,
the morning glory
I can't afford a shorty
I can barely support me
So now you know the deal
I'm coming real
Can we leave this place?
And go back to your crib
Marianne, oh, Marianne, oh, won't you marry me?
We can have a bamboo hut and brandy in the tea
Leave your fat old mamma home, she never will say
to pumpin'
They know a n**** dumpin'
You dred like a rasta when I lock like a terrier
Mack 10 the n**** with the heat that I'll berry ya
[Ice Cube]
Oh
every nook and cranny (honey)
I ain't gotta flex, baby, you know what I'm gettin' (whoa)
Two new hoes, a seven and eleven
New coupe, new shoes, thank
You gon act a fool ima have to weave in
Intervene I don't wanna hear the cheap shit
Treat me like an enemy when I don't do shit
Always think you in
came to rock the club
Pack the place, don't push or shove
Out of the club, straight to the crib
I'll let you know if the sex was good
[Chorus:
address, Boulevard of pain
Oh, you don't know Bamz?
My cellphone backed up
My clientele meet once
No voice mail, just call me up, uh
Hit me up when you
Got to be getting in things
You might be hotter and thinner than me
But that don't make you hot or thin
You will not find me in colours
Cbeebie
Brandy
Slidin' in a Phantom
Know the opps can't stand 'em
Shorty with him, calling me handsome
Baby, this an anthem
Pull up, like i'm putting pants
the bottles don’t help (they do)
And it’s danger to drink by ya self (so what)
But the Henny for me always there (like blood)
Cause the pain that I feel they
it's gon' be a man down
Glizzy spank him, belt to ass, caught him with his pants down
Know some Grimey niggas slime you out soon as they get a chance
40
You know
I was watching " A Thin Line Between Love and Hate" last night
And I began to realize
That bitch Brandy wasn't crazy after all
Listen
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