Lyrics:
and alone like this
That cigarette voice asking for her big boy
Why should I know who that is
Yeah I know it looks bad but
You're lookin' at a victim
don't know how
But you're a big boy now
Come on and take a bow
Cause you're a big boy now
You know the girls are taking notice of you
They say your
and I we are not a like
Ain't no way we are the same
You a fuck boy and a bitch
And boy ya whole life you been a lame
You just BIG MAD BIG MAD
Awww
You
defenseless, you're makin' me weak
But I've got to be strong
If right by you, I'm gonna do
But if we move too fast
Will we wake up bein' strangers?
We've got
desperation
Every now and then we do get desperate
This is a song about L-O-V-E,
And if you abuse it you're gonn' lose it
And if you lose it you're
dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do (that boy good) (okay)
Now you're in New York (uh, yeah)
(Welcome to the bright lights, baby)
These
her diamonds so big she can't ball up her fist
With designers so big, shirts cover the wrist
Check out some of the, that my dough can get
Woo, boy
You see fire in my eyes cause the boy is going ham
Call the fire department cause the boy is going ham
We're high
You're low
Cause the boy is going
But nowadays I don't know how to act
So now I feed the rats crack
Back and I'm statin the fact
I know you're waitin for a rap
To make you get up
Yeah yeah, I'm fresh as fuck if you ask me,
I got the homies with me
Now nigga dat, now nigga dat,
Now nigga dat, now nigga dats fashion
Now nigga
Every now and then we do get desperate
This is a song about L-O-V-E,
And if you abuse it you're gonna lose it
And if you lose it you're gonna 'buse
like
A man that lost his fuckin' thumb
Hold up, you look like a cab driver
The boy that pump my gas and the boy
At 7-11 I buy my Dutchies from
This might
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
a lil’-short-fine-bitch-gizzle boy!
That mean knifin' yo bitch, and
That mean poppin’ yo bitch, i!
Still get them big Nicks from Wal
Nigga you could that X from Slice
And he off
get respect
Bought a big Mercedes, and you got about ten more cars
Now you impress the ladies, and you're a neighborhood star
Gold on your fingers
Are you ready?
Woo
Free, baby
Boy, when you look at me
Do you judge me by my cover?
Got to be kiddin' me
To think that I'm that kind of lover
Are you ready?
Woo
Free, baby
Boy, when you look at me
Do you judge me by my cover?
Got to be kiddin' me
To think that I'm that kind of lover
Rhythm is the key as we open up the door
Things a b-boy has never seen before
Polyrhythmatic with a big fat boom
You have an eargasm as you start
So what if I lose my mind
So what if I what if I baby
Kill myself tonight
I'm a big boy now
Momma hates
Daddy hates
Momma hates
Daddy hates
Momma hates
Yo, put your hands opposite to the ground if you're lovin' our sound
Go, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yo, and to my broke niggas on the corner holdin' me down
I'ma see you in Hell (inhale)
Battle rap? Boy you wouldn't win a debate
The type of legacy I got
You don't get by mistake
Man don't let them amp you up
And I'll be loving you forever
(You're all that I need to get by)
I used to play hard to get, like a sample on a hook
We used to play with the pots, you
yeah)
What time we takin' off today? My type of stress (stress)
I send them boys by, but surprise they gon' collect (ooh, yeah)
Ain't seen your ass in
you the world was yours, now you in a cell
Center of attention, now you by yourself
Always did the shopping, now you're on the shelf
Next time you
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