Come over here to my side
• Written by Anonymous
Come over here to my side
some Warm honeys but cold eyes
We don't do it right, cuz it's all right
and if we don't do it wrong, sometin aint right
I got a lotta numbers on dees paper notes
more letters in my phone, den a bowl of cheereos
High as dey come, and dey pour me da rum
and if I ain't tipsy yet , I load up my gun
have me some fun, i pretend its a game
I slaughter all da niggas like in gta
dis ain't high school, and i aint a bully
toughest shit i ever did was play hookie
brought dat bitch home, i beat dat pussy
first time i got lucky, my ears rang
Dat strange tang, my first bang
catch a wiff of dat smoke, im high mane
have me leanin to da side just slightly
chillin like a ice cube in friday
mossin on da porch like we algae
bitches wana go out but we wana stay
cuz sweatin in da club early is grimy
we goin wait till its late so its lively
see me posting in the back, on a good day
but if i'm swaying hard in da front its a holiday
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