Pistol

Oh, This my shit
Yeah, you know I ride for u no lie
That full clip?
Looking pretty in the dresser by my side
Tell me would U do for me,like I do for
You?
Would u shoot for me my baby?
Tell me would u do for me like I do for u?
Would u risk it all my baby?

You know what the deal is when ya met me
I choose a Bentley over being friendly
That's my baby, I can't let him sweat me
He lives to protect me

True religion jeans they don't fit no mo
I don't waste time,get the money and go
Keep my hands clean they don't ever gotta know
Bad gyal wanna party, run it back slow
He's been sleeping with a pistol
Pistol in his bed, oh in his bed

This my shit, uh
Watch him shift gears when we drive by
And that full clip oh
Keep a tight Lil grip over my thighs
We're not gonna waste a life running
Hand on my hip, lock in on me
Talk how we live
Keep my hands clean
They don't ever gotta know
Bad gals wanna party yeah
So I dip slow



Credits
Writer(s): Beatrice Imelda Monique Pei
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