GIve Me

I was fucking all they bitches
If she ain't got her mind right
I ain't fucking with it
The way she ride this dick
The way she ride this dick I'll buy the crib
Te amo way she move her lip
Te quiero mucho when I'm talking back
She love that shit
They say we Bonnie and Clyde, we gettin money busy
It can't get ugly, won't get ugly, you to gorgeous baby
Dr. Phil for my family
Signs is different, vibes is different
Sayin fuck em I feel it
Took my bitch shopping with hundreds, back then I ain't have it
50 Hours on that road, almost swerved it and crashed it
They Nieve to the facts, I ain't second guessing shit
They done freed my lil cousin, gave him 5, and hit the strip
Imma celebrate times two cause I ain't celebrate last year
Put the smoke up in the air, and I don't care, it so weird now aye
Give me, give me, give me, give me gas now
Hittin 140 through cities, when I dash now
I took the fast route, I need the cash now
She be cappin, all that cappin, kick her ass out
Give me, give me, give me, give me gas now
Touch your toes when I hit it from the back now
I won't fuck no bitches from my past now
They in my past now

If I sent a text, it coming back, right back, double back, for the pack
Missing breakfast when I wake, I'm takin 40 min naps
He was hustling, wasn't rappin
but it happen got the tat now, yea
Give me, give me, give me, give me gas now
Midnight love, Marvin Gaye when I smash now
Then I dash now, gotta dash now
Got to Da-Da-Da-Da
Give me, give me, give me, give me gas now
Hitting 140 through city when I dash now
She be capping, all that cappin kick her ass out
Give me, give me, give me, give me
Give me, give me, give me, give me
Give me, give me, mmmm



Credits
Writer(s): Chris Addison
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