Turks & Caicos

Say she love me but she don't belong to me
Say she love me but she don't

Out the book bag
She gon count it
I ain't gotta ask her
Issa habit
We be counting dead pres
Get ya bands up
We be in the Westside yeah
We gon' fly to Turks and Caicos
Baby take float
I ain't gotta take notes
I be trappin' being it to me when I say so
Shawtie fuego
Everything I prayed for

Bitch I got the glock with me every time I roll with the set
Stick with me you know that I brought it to protect
Gotta have it
Diamonds dancing all over my neck
Check the pattern
I just got a feeling that they hatin' on us
I got the intuition
I use to stick up for niggas like na they wouldn't do that that's my niggas
Niggas be sneak dissin'
My nigga go head say how you feel
They be cappin'
They say they with it but the boosting
Money and music
My bitch so choosy
She stay the night
Know that its no movie
She so attractive
Moon child baby
Micheal jackson its factual
Far from average
Calafragilistic vaginals
Batman
She just making money off the back end
Yeah yeah yeah
Stacking
Yeah yeah yeah
That's what I want yeah
That's what we want yeah
That's what I need yeah
Everything I asked for
Everything I prayed for
Trips to Turks and Caicos
She do it when I say so
Yeah yeah

Out the book bag
She gon count it
I ain't gotta ask her
Issa habit
We be counting dead pres
Get ya bands up
We be in the Westside yeah
We gon' fly to Turks and Caicos
Baby take float
I ain't gotta take notes
I be trappin' being it to me when I say so
Shawtie fuego
Everything I prayed for



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Writer(s): Iehienka Ramsay
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