Murda Dreams
(Tyree, I hate that nigga)
She be waking me up in the middle of the night
Said I be jumping in my sleep
I told her I be dreaming 'bout killing the opps
She said she goin' kill the opps for me
Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh
Girl what you mean
You ain't trying to let me fuck
And I done took all of these beans
You said you want a relationship and I left you on seen
You done been changing up my settings
Cause I don't even know how you seen that shit
I been down hard on my dick
And all my niggas came up rich
When the plan finally in motion
This the times we won't forget
I remember walking to school in slides
Cause I won't trying to crease my shit
She used to suck my shit everyday
And that won't even my little bitch
Little bro wanted to hit that pussy
But couldn't even get his little shit up
I ain't never told a lie
That's the same shit I said in sticks up
When I catch that boy I'm a put him in the back of Papa's pickup
We smoke on buff dude
I can't put that big nigga in no swisher
I can't sip no lean without no ice it make my soda fizzle
I put Frankie in the front
This ain't no Malcolm in the middle
They be calling me big bro
But I don't fuck with them a little
I shoot at the whip leave a nigga like Tjay
I drop a song the opps got it on replay
I never stress about bitches
I swear i'll leave that little bitch before I end up like CJ
Pull out game too strong
I'll nut in a towel and sell it on Ebay
I ain't even save them pictures
I'm too grown to have a Keepsafe
Why you send me that
Why the opps be going down in pieces
Them boys ain't spinning back
Take them Hi Points back to High Point
That's where y'all be spinning at
I done made all these mistakes
But fuck it I gotta live with that
I ain't coming back to the city
I get rich I ain't giving back
He a rat he still your homie I guess you gotta live with that
That bitch smoke on roaches say it get her higher
But that bitch so spoiled
I'm starting to think that she expired
Pop a ten and when I fuck I don't get tired
She told me come back when that shit wear off
Because that make her tired
My bitch super wet
Not only she a squirter She a cryer
But I love that bitch I go to the stu and she make me inspired
Damn that hoe get on my nerves though
You got the nerve hoe
She be waking me up in the middle of the night
Said I be jumping in my sleep
I told her I be dreaming 'bout killing the opps
She said she goin' kill the opps for me
Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh
Girl what you mean
You ain't trying to let me fuck
And I done took all of these beans
You said you want a relationship and I left you on seen
You done been changing up my settings
Cause I don't even know how you seen that shit
I been down hard on my dick
And all my niggas came up rich
When the plan finally in motion
This the times we won't forget
I remember walking to school in slides
Cause I won't trying to crease my shit
She used to suck my shit everyday
And that won't even my little bitch
Little bro wanted to hit that pussy
But couldn't even get his little shit up
I ain't never told a lie
That's the same shit I said in sticks up
When I catch that boy I'm a put him in the back of Papa's pickup
We smoke on buff dude
I can't put that big nigga in no swisher
I can't sip no lean without no ice it make my soda fizzle
I put Frankie in the front
This ain't no Malcolm in the middle
They be calling me big bro
But I don't fuck with them a little
I shoot at the whip leave a nigga like Tjay
I drop a song the opps got it on replay
I never stress about bitches
I swear i'll leave that little bitch before I end up like CJ
Pull out game too strong
I'll nut in a towel and sell it on Ebay
I ain't even save them pictures
I'm too grown to have a Keepsafe
Why you send me that
Why the opps be going down in pieces
Them boys ain't spinning back
Take them Hi Points back to High Point
That's where y'all be spinning at
I done made all these mistakes
But fuck it I gotta live with that
I ain't coming back to the city
I get rich I ain't giving back
He a rat he still your homie I guess you gotta live with that
That bitch smoke on roaches say it get her higher
But that bitch so spoiled
I'm starting to think that she expired
Pop a ten and when I fuck I don't get tired
She told me come back when that shit wear off
Because that make her tired
My bitch super wet
Not only she a squirter She a cryer
But I love that bitch I go to the stu and she make me inspired
Damn that hoe get on my nerves though
You got the nerve hoe
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Writer(s): Shaheim S Rawly
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