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And beat on your fuckin' head like AP did to his own kid
I'm comin' in with extended rounds, amount, too many to count
Wow, there's plenty of clowns
your toes when she makes her body roll
And that girl don't work it slow like I do
Babe, is it true that one day you called her my name?
It was then
Everybody wanna be sum body
But ask ya self
Nigga who are you
Before you go n judge another nigga
Ya better be on top of knowin you
I give respect
like you want it all
Like you want it all
I like the way you put it on me
You see your body is callin' me
My girl all you gotta do is call
All you
killin' the beat, no need for a chorus
Explorin' her body, she callin' me Dora (Hola)
Her body be glowin', just look at her aura (What)
Wanted some jewelry,
on this beat, you know ima slaughter
Her body a dime I'm finna explore her
Like, I'm with your bitch (You mad)
She want my kids (Bop)
Cuz I got that rizz
your eyes open
Infect every body mass destruction
Timeline of lies
Delivered prepped for your assumption
Forget the ghosts of times past twenty twenties
body, Ill shoot up your function
Thot on my body, she want me to fuck it
But I don't wanna kill, so I told her to suck it
Look at the Nike tech, look
born it was a miracle
Music is the light when it's dark
And the way that you spit your dart is a big part
She grew up loving hip hop
Now all her
to the cheese, no caparoni
How that's your man you left
Him by his lonely
Can't find where he at imma punish his homie
I'm steady workin' to get my pockets obese
of the walls of your glass house of a home
They can't handle my storm, shattered by the stones that you've thrown
I can't believe you wanna battle, are you deaf
equal.
Catch me a body and go on the run I'm living this life like Peter.
I came in with ski on the wrist.
She tryna put me in her mix.
R. Kelly I'm P
(Where it’s at)
Told her come here imma show her how to relax
Navigate over your body and back to my throne
Baby, lay up with me but you can’t stay in
you watch your range like a rover
Follow me son, what's done is done, forgot it
God bless his soul while his body's underground rotting
We won't
off
But if you ask R Kelly
That's really not better
Than being pissed on
Hate playing games with my switch on
Shawty mix feelings, no criss cross
She
the mix, runnin' for your life
Time to get home see somebody fool caught a
Straight to the dome
For no reason, death is still the season
Everybody's scared,
by his dental work, he get identified
His bitch gotta come and verify, the revolution will be televised
I'm 'bout to binge watch, fuck her on Zoom
missin'
I brought her by Will.i.am, but she kept callin' him William
Only God can judge me, case closed
I got more hoes than Drake shows
I got this shit
clost cock the toast and make you see Ghost-s like Whoopi
Have you ever seen a nigga get snatched up by his drawers
And wonder the cause, 'cause big
night, your body's callin`
12-play since the 1st day,
Now how can I forget those days.
Tellin mom and daddy we was goin` to the movies,
Damn girl! If they
Wahlberg on a bitch, uh
Charlie Sheen on a bitch, uh
She a bully, she a mean on the dick, uh
R. Kelly, finna pee on a bitch, uh
Good, I can make a scene
You're in the mix wit your boyfriend baby, Bobby Bang, and its that time for the hot nine at nine with Tech Nine featurin' Shawnna. 'Bout ta wear
I'm Jewell, if you wanna know
Yeah, bitch so bad, let her hold my hand
You can get what you want, the world is yours
Bitch so bad, let her hold my
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test - I'm rappin' to the beat,
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your
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