Untitled Song
• Written by user101328367
Where did all the music
All the same shit
Just tell me that's the shit boy
Like we do it!
Girl who is it true?
You can keep the baby
Ring ring ring, what a w-2 is
Straight up to my city
These days, all i see you
Down payment on the body
It feel like you know
I think we just don't show
You think i made it, hey
When you heard things
Get the message was
Is that i'm famous
I know you heard about?
Feel like she was sober
Kisses her on her ass
Sold a couple a years
The look on your key chains
I get it fixed boy
I thought i can take this flow
Shout out all to get caught out
Can i, can i get you all the way..
Uh, cups of the house it's hard to say
But i probably guessed.
I need a man
I hate the shit the last 7 weekends
Cause she know it, we both know
Can't you see me out to your friends that
After you back when i go hippy
No offence to my 9
Y'all curled in that g450
I need a one way,
Don't let it go
That's the wrong way but
It's hard to doubt
You waiting for the sh-t
If you want the hits.
They want you to know
Won't knock on your birthday,
This time you see things
Only over my city
Gave you the basics
We have it like that
I say fuck that noise
Keep a few waters
Either i, need to grow
Should drive by right where i stay?
Feel like we're in the moment
I say the last few nights
Same thing in my eyes.
I like to say that shit
Which one of those days
When all the women that i see you
I've never seen the car
Riding with some zippers
You don't need no favors
I'm, i'm so i'm all ears
Blew up and down,
Chances are i get a lot
Would've came back for you babe, hey...
Touch if you don't want to trust
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user101328367
Member since May 19 2020