Paradice
All on yo Instagram
Plotting on your sonogram
That's the type of pearl make a nigga either chris brown or
Kanye with the hologram
What you doing out so late
When the moon full
Snatch you up
Ima use the moon pull
Then I call your dad for the dropbox I won't let you leave till the coins clear
It's too easy
I can bet
Nobody rest your mind
And then your body follows it to paradise
They don't respect your time
They don't respect you
I - Had to get out my mental space and make time for you
All them other guys never listen but try to decide for you
Prolly why things don't align for you
My
And your
Hole
Should collide before you collapse on it
Pearl so good I just had to bust out the raps on it
Man I hate using a wrap on it
You should tax on it
And make sure every nigga pay
Wax on it
When I pull up
Damn her pussy went and got a fade
Jacks on it
In my hand
Me and that pussy play a game of spades
Niggas know what it's gone take
Niggas don't do what it's takes
Niggas wanna one take drake
They don't really wanna sit and do a whole bunch of takes
They don't ever wanna take they time and get you wetter than a lake
They want get to it straight
My fault back to the storyboard
I kicked over your bodyguard
And picked you up with all regards until them dollars cross
I can bet
Nobody rest your mind
And then your body follows it to paradise
They don't respect your time
They don't respect you
Plotting on your sonogram
That's the type of pearl make a nigga either chris brown or
Kanye with the hologram
What you doing out so late
When the moon full
Snatch you up
Ima use the moon pull
Then I call your dad for the dropbox I won't let you leave till the coins clear
It's too easy
I can bet
Nobody rest your mind
And then your body follows it to paradise
They don't respect your time
They don't respect you
I - Had to get out my mental space and make time for you
All them other guys never listen but try to decide for you
Prolly why things don't align for you
My
And your
Hole
Should collide before you collapse on it
Pearl so good I just had to bust out the raps on it
Man I hate using a wrap on it
You should tax on it
And make sure every nigga pay
Wax on it
When I pull up
Damn her pussy went and got a fade
Jacks on it
In my hand
Me and that pussy play a game of spades
Niggas know what it's gone take
Niggas don't do what it's takes
Niggas wanna one take drake
They don't really wanna sit and do a whole bunch of takes
They don't ever wanna take they time and get you wetter than a lake
They want get to it straight
My fault back to the storyboard
I kicked over your bodyguard
And picked you up with all regards until them dollars cross
I can bet
Nobody rest your mind
And then your body follows it to paradise
They don't respect your time
They don't respect you
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Writer(s): Christopher Eugene Cliatt
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