Sxs
(Wowoah)
Wowoah
(Papnach)
Papnach
(Papnach)
Deep throat
Rich bitch
Gobble gobble on her knees
She a freak when i skeet she swallow
(Yea)
We ain't even open up the bottle
Straight to the business talking pronto
Nacho
Got yo
Hoe on a pole in my spot
I been on my shit for a minute I can't stop
Gotta lose them feelings for them niggas I left behind yea
I just
Put them on that list
With them bitches
I don't miss
Don't end up on that list
Cause I been having dreams and visions and you been in them
You been playing hard to get you Lil riddle
Can't be playing with my heart and shit It's sentimental
Baby ain't it obvious that I'm not hard to miss
Got you itching and tweaking your friends calling you chris
Cause you pooky this dick
It is what it is
I'm in love with ya lipstick
Give me a kiss
I don't stop til I get my nut
I know you think I think too much
This post traumatic sneaking up
And All I need is a reason yuh
To get my hands bleedy yuh
All I need is a reason
Not to trust you
Please believe me yuh
All I need is a reason yea
Said you niggas out of date
Démodé
Such a shame how niggas fade away
Clutch yo grip
Shoot don't miss
If you send shots like Alfred lane
Caress yo gas
Collect yo bag
And If they trip perfect ya aim
I'm a smart motherfucker
Smart motherfucker
But it was dumb for me to love you
And It's hard for me to love you
It was hard for me to love you
Cause you was always acting out
And I was all for the love
Baby it's all for the love
It was all for the love
It was all for the love
Tell me
Tell me
How you call her sloppy seconds
You ain't even teach her lessons
Lying in yo first impression
Don't deserve to get her naked
I be touching all the base's
Before we even face to face
Im her fucking motivation nigga I be chasing cake
You be all up in da way
You fuck wit her
She fuck wit me
Really all I got to say
Look at all the time you waste
Really ain't no competition if was I win the race
You can be my opposition
Ian scared to catch a case
Tell me who to trust cuz I'm confused
Is it love or lust my heart in two
I know showing niggas love is hard for you
So I fuck you like I hate you
Ain't no room to get complacent
Side by side with the roof off oh ah
Tell me if I ride witchu we making plans tell me if I ride witchu forget ya friends
I keep the pressure on demand
That's why you wrapped around my hand and we rideee
Side by side with the roof off ouu
Side by side with the roof off ouu
Side by side with the roof off ouu
Side by side
Side by side
Wowoah
(Papnach)
Papnach
(Papnach)
Deep throat
Rich bitch
Gobble gobble on her knees
She a freak when i skeet she swallow
(Yea)
We ain't even open up the bottle
Straight to the business talking pronto
Nacho
Got yo
Hoe on a pole in my spot
I been on my shit for a minute I can't stop
Gotta lose them feelings for them niggas I left behind yea
I just
Put them on that list
With them bitches
I don't miss
Don't end up on that list
Cause I been having dreams and visions and you been in them
You been playing hard to get you Lil riddle
Can't be playing with my heart and shit It's sentimental
Baby ain't it obvious that I'm not hard to miss
Got you itching and tweaking your friends calling you chris
Cause you pooky this dick
It is what it is
I'm in love with ya lipstick
Give me a kiss
I don't stop til I get my nut
I know you think I think too much
This post traumatic sneaking up
And All I need is a reason yuh
To get my hands bleedy yuh
All I need is a reason
Not to trust you
Please believe me yuh
All I need is a reason yea
Said you niggas out of date
Démodé
Such a shame how niggas fade away
Clutch yo grip
Shoot don't miss
If you send shots like Alfred lane
Caress yo gas
Collect yo bag
And If they trip perfect ya aim
I'm a smart motherfucker
Smart motherfucker
But it was dumb for me to love you
And It's hard for me to love you
It was hard for me to love you
Cause you was always acting out
And I was all for the love
Baby it's all for the love
It was all for the love
It was all for the love
Tell me
Tell me
How you call her sloppy seconds
You ain't even teach her lessons
Lying in yo first impression
Don't deserve to get her naked
I be touching all the base's
Before we even face to face
Im her fucking motivation nigga I be chasing cake
You be all up in da way
You fuck wit her
She fuck wit me
Really all I got to say
Look at all the time you waste
Really ain't no competition if was I win the race
You can be my opposition
Ian scared to catch a case
Tell me who to trust cuz I'm confused
Is it love or lust my heart in two
I know showing niggas love is hard for you
So I fuck you like I hate you
Ain't no room to get complacent
Side by side with the roof off oh ah
Tell me if I ride witchu we making plans tell me if I ride witchu forget ya friends
I keep the pressure on demand
That's why you wrapped around my hand and we rideee
Side by side with the roof off ouu
Side by side with the roof off ouu
Side by side with the roof off ouu
Side by side
Side by side
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Writer(s): Sharif Muhammad
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