Regrets (feat. Anim@l)
How about you start
By saying that
You love me
Thought of you
Got me feeling kind
Of bubbly
Suddenly
Phone calls
Have you in my head
Visions of you
In my bed
From sunday to sunday
Back when
I used to pick you up
In that red hyundai
Those was your times
Very sunny
Me and my one and only
It's been long journey
You still love me
Even when I had no money
Never worry
Cause you I'll make back
In a hurry
Come along
New story
Show everybody
Your glory
A whisper in my ears
Say you hony
Pull over
On the highway
Have you moaning
We ain't got work
In the morning
Love sick
Tongue trick
Your fountain of youth
That's what kept me fit
Every day seeing you
Is like a brand new gift
Baby
Would you ride for me
If the feds kick the door
Would you lie for me
A nigga did three years
And you cry for me
Oh baby girl
Would you ride for me
If the feds kick the door
Would you lie for me
A nigga did three years
And you cry for me
Oh ya you cry for me
Oh baby girl
Would you ride for me
You text my line
That you're drunk
I reply baby I'm faded
When I touch you
It drives you so crazy
I'm fiend in I need me a dose
Sipping some champagne
Let's make us a toast
When I fuck you
You call me a goat
Go in deep
While I'm grabbing your throat
Take it off girl
Them panties so soak
You so wet
It's running down your leg
Fuck her on the floor
She don't like it on the bed
Make it sloppy for pappi
I like it deep throat
Why are you trying to run
When I hit it from the back
You know I like it
When you throw It back
Girl your ass be super fat
And you be know in that
You be tripping
Ain't nobody fuck me like you
No point of searching
Cause they ain't nobody like me
I like your style
You keep it gangster
You ain't easy
So you ain't fucking
With these lame niggas
And you don't switch up
On your nigga
Causes his chain bigger
Baby
Would you ride for me
If the feds kick the door
Would you lie for me
A nigga did three years
And you cry for me
Oh baby girl
Would you ride for me
If the feds kick the door
Would you lie for me
A nigga did three years
And you cry for me
Oh ya
You cry for me
Oh baby girl
Would you ride for me
Baby
Would you ride for me
If the feds kick the door
Would you lie for me
A nigga did three years
And you cry for me
Oh baby girl
Would you ride for me
If the feds kick the door
Would you lie for me
A nigga did three years
And you cry for me
Oh ya you
Cry for me
Oh baby girl
Would you ride for me
By saying that
You love me
Thought of you
Got me feeling kind
Of bubbly
Suddenly
Phone calls
Have you in my head
Visions of you
In my bed
From sunday to sunday
Back when
I used to pick you up
In that red hyundai
Those was your times
Very sunny
Me and my one and only
It's been long journey
You still love me
Even when I had no money
Never worry
Cause you I'll make back
In a hurry
Come along
New story
Show everybody
Your glory
A whisper in my ears
Say you hony
Pull over
On the highway
Have you moaning
We ain't got work
In the morning
Love sick
Tongue trick
Your fountain of youth
That's what kept me fit
Every day seeing you
Is like a brand new gift
Baby
Would you ride for me
If the feds kick the door
Would you lie for me
A nigga did three years
And you cry for me
Oh baby girl
Would you ride for me
If the feds kick the door
Would you lie for me
A nigga did three years
And you cry for me
Oh ya you cry for me
Oh baby girl
Would you ride for me
You text my line
That you're drunk
I reply baby I'm faded
When I touch you
It drives you so crazy
I'm fiend in I need me a dose
Sipping some champagne
Let's make us a toast
When I fuck you
You call me a goat
Go in deep
While I'm grabbing your throat
Take it off girl
Them panties so soak
You so wet
It's running down your leg
Fuck her on the floor
She don't like it on the bed
Make it sloppy for pappi
I like it deep throat
Why are you trying to run
When I hit it from the back
You know I like it
When you throw It back
Girl your ass be super fat
And you be know in that
You be tripping
Ain't nobody fuck me like you
No point of searching
Cause they ain't nobody like me
I like your style
You keep it gangster
You ain't easy
So you ain't fucking
With these lame niggas
And you don't switch up
On your nigga
Causes his chain bigger
Baby
Would you ride for me
If the feds kick the door
Would you lie for me
A nigga did three years
And you cry for me
Oh baby girl
Would you ride for me
If the feds kick the door
Would you lie for me
A nigga did three years
And you cry for me
Oh ya
You cry for me
Oh baby girl
Would you ride for me
Baby
Would you ride for me
If the feds kick the door
Would you lie for me
A nigga did three years
And you cry for me
Oh baby girl
Would you ride for me
If the feds kick the door
Would you lie for me
A nigga did three years
And you cry for me
Oh ya you
Cry for me
Oh baby girl
Would you ride for me
Credits
Writer(s): Sandjay Mundle
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