Lyrics:
Sweet girl of my life truly you are a good girl
She was no call girl
Yo, is your boy Nana Kottens, that's Lowekey right there and we are Sound Lion
(Get freaky)
That money
With the pretty kush taste like honey
By the way shes windin' it on me
My goodness girl you're so freaky, you're so freaky
mister" they squeal, my mother, she's sick
He holds a small box, filled with bills
He fills their claws with crumpled tickets to temporary might
Agents
really want you in my world
Step! Hey, girl, in your eyes I see your picture of me all the time
Step! And, girl, when you smile you got to know that you
girl
There goes my baby
Loving everything you do
Ooh girl, look at you
Bet you ain't know that I be checking you out
When you be putting your
like a doggy all on my bone
I met another girl, her name was Ann
All she wanted was to freak with a man
When I met Ann, I soaked her pans
We ended up
By my side by my side
By my left or my right
Will you stay by my side
I'm craving for your love girl
By my side by my side
By my left or my right
like this, girl
Drop it like this, drop it like this, girl
Called her black Zack Morris, so she saved by the bell
Rest in peace to this beat, I'm
pop in the streets
Other girls den no reach
With the smile on your face (na na)
Boys on your case (na na)
Me i can't wait (na na)
For you to know my
my life, want you in my life)
Oya ropom abada rapam pipom
This your bumbumoh baby girl ropom sit come with your bumbum
Baby come ropom piopom with
call up
Attitude Boujie, looking like "Come do me"
Distracted by your body so your number saved as "Cutie"
Thought this was a dream girl, movie when I
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do,
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do,
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do,
Countin' hella 20's, get into my dreams
Ballin with my niggas
Your girl gon fuck the team
Now I been off that Jameson so I might need her name again
I
Whatever you do, don't lose this all fast
I'ma have to fly my flag at half mass
You go girl, you make me wanna holler
Take George off and put your boobs
just stay awhile
I can tell by the way your walking
I can tell by the way your talking
Baby girl you're my knockout girl
My knockout girl
And I don't
wanna see ya, on my team girl)
Dream girl, dream girl
Let me be your seagull
Meet me by the ocean
Give you my devotion
Sipping on your potion
Connection
like good girls, these bad girls, they not meant for me (nah)
You get one shot, don't fuck it up, turn to my enemy
I can't feel your vibe if you
a hustler girl
So put your hands in the air if
You's a hustler girl hustler girl
Everytime i see her she be countin'
That money i can tell by
Swagg she's
remember about it was Gregory Peck and the way people moved
And a lot of them seemed to be lookin' my way
Brownsville girl with your Brownsville curls
Teeth
live a single day
Without you by my side
She say love
She say do you love me or not
I say yeah baby girl now you a 1 of a kind
I can't lie
Girl
bleeding, can't think about sex
Irritated by your Kotex
We don't need to kiss, we don't have to fuck
I'll pull out my dick bitch, you can suck
Now here, don't
let me get near you
Oh oh oh oh
Your lipstick eat my kisses
So baby stop tripping
Oh oh oh oh
Ain't by chance that we're here, girl
Only got one life
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