Don't Want

Don't want a car except it's luxury
She keep fucking me, and now she want it suddenly
I ain't rushin', but she rushin' not Russian
She
Za Za exotic, on some other weed

Loving me, or company, I'm under the
Impression what's your number
Reach,
3.7 she a scholar treat
Baby, she is precious keep her guarded we
Smoking on the papers while she callin' me
And questioned me, not cuddle me, or coddle me
Come to me, drippin' wet, I'm mumbling, triple threat I'm cuttin' it
Not spending like some other niggas, got up with some niggas, curve em' like they other niggas, other nigga other bitches
Beat em' like they mother, bitch and beat em, how you cool with em'
I'm confused, what you doing with em'
Still hittin' me, how you doing, what you doing with em'
Two victims,
Homicide, im drinkin' off a bottle, sippin' liquor got desires in a pool with her

Don't want a car except it's luxury
She keep fucking me, and now she want it suddenly
I ain't rushin', but she rushin' not Russian
She Za Za exotic, on some other weed

Hennessy when I'm tipsy, want you all for me
Peep the gram and the story, why she follow me
Seen her man, but actin' horny why she callin' me
Sent those eyes in the mornin' had her follow me
Dub a nigga, understand you ain't dubbin' me
Real niggas hold it down, ain't no fuck for free
Bitch pay a fuckers fee, fucking everybody end up loving me
She cum for me, Comfort me, Comforting, She come to me

Don't want a car except it's luxury
She keep fucking me, and now she want it suddenly
I ain't rushin', but she rushin' not Russian
She Za Za exotic, on some other weed



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Writer(s): Ellis Soares
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