Lyrics:
[Spoken]
Hell yeah!
[Sung]
Can I walk by without you grabbing me?
Shortie, tell me what you want from me,
Tell me what you really want from
an affection
I crive in plenty
If u really love me
Keep on moving
Standing on the top
That's me around it
Lemmi stop yaking
I might seem boring
And lemmi take
It
myself)
Huh, and when you lookin' at me (ooh)
Tell me what do you see? (I love myself)
Ahh, I put a bullet in the back of the back of the head
Yes, sir jewels all up in your earpiece
I got some news for y'all
Richie Evans and Vedo "For You"
If you brockin' with it, bang my line
Let me know,
can't fuck with? Me, good head, she ain't never on no dumb shit, play it tight
She ain't never on no love shit, I heard you got some bombs, tryna find out
slippers
I like my bitches simple, lay back, relax ya mental
Shit, you know what I do, now tell me what you tryna get into
The man car's rented, the man
Woo Woo Woo
Remix to Catch me outside
You know I'm bout to get live
Cause I'm from that 305
Aye Aye Let's Get It
Walking by faith and not by sight
like the sky
Take it from me they Gon try
Ain't my blood then ain't no ties
If you really love me shawty
Then you'll never leave my side
Baby Only Ride
This is life is bout it check bout a number
Think of all the love I lost
Because my quest is not a meal
I feel like you stupid
Don't talk to me I'm
looking funny in the light
But who really cares we just throw it in the air
Celebrating wealth pouring moet in her hair
Excuse me her weave the blue is
this love affair end?
Because you had that Bob Dylan dream again
I know that this is a dream
Cos' all the pretty girls they're talking with me
And I
Don't come telling me you love me promise
I don't know the meaning you been talking made it hot
Now ain't no Way to duck the demons
I been gutter
the party
Smoking on same shit as bob marley
We living life like it's really a dream
Step on whoever wherever whenever
You want the smoke Ian talking russian
the jigga
Fronto no swishers
Bob Ross paint the picture
Henny shot straight to my liver (Bow)
I’m jus tryna get a richer
So it’s Fucc all of you niggas
I call
improves the scenery
I know you don't really love me
I ain't never had nobody hug me
I see couples all around me
That shit really confuses me
Wondering why
blinded by the light
It's so damn right
When is it time
You're on my mind
Let's get this right
Whoa, uh, take me out of myself take me out of myself
Take me
and I never really felt love have a master
Mentality to help push you
Towards success and prosperity, Hail Keplin!
The world is a cold and dark place that
to the closet, many different flavors
Someone said my love you're called a label
And tell em hurry up with the paper
East side gon' back me up, gon' back me
You don't even know that I exist
I love you baby and if it's quite all right
I need you baby to warm the lonely night
I love you baby trust in me when
up high
When they wanna come kick it wit a stand up guy
Trust me, you don't really wanna let the chance go by
'Cause you ain't been seen wit a man
all your money in the pot
And make sure you bet all your
Money on my bank shot
When we come right through tell me
What you really gonna do?
We'll leave
I’m really just flexing and shit. (You is)
I’m really just up in this bitch.
Treat me like the side chick and don’t pay me no mind.
Cause the way
suck like B.o.B
What rapper goes by B.o.B?
Sick with the pen not an average n***a
You don't have a hitter, you a babysitter
You ain't make it n***a,
us in a cage
Unless your shooting baskets
Guerilla Warfare
Lord knows
I peep ya tactics
This is signed by the aim of ya target practice
Blood stains
In
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