Thru the City
You say that I got passion
You say that you love me
Because my dick feel like magic
If you ever leave me
Girl that shit will be tragic
That's why I had to wrap your ass up
Like some plastic
I'm on that
When I call
Can you please give me a call back
Cause when we fuss and fight
You know that I wont fall back
And all them niggas that you with
Them niggas all cap
And I don't have tell you this
Because you know that
And I stay in a hoodie
I feel like Tupac
Yea I ain't no killer but don't push me
And I'm feeling on her goodies
Fuck her good I ain't no rookie
She say she want me to fuck her
To my songs and a little Tootsie
Then her pussy just got gushy
Then I creeped inside her world
And like a earthquake
I had shook it
And I wont let them peoples book me
Stay with some wizards like the bullets
And I just took my bitch to jersey
She a white girl like she Snookie
All these hoes feeling on me like fetish's
But you know im always chasing the Benjamin's
Biggest fear is that no one will remember me
Prayed to god that I got out the felony
Prayed to god when I hop out that Cullinan
He know I been wanting it
Turn around
And im putting my thumb in it
I get freaky with you
It ain't on accident
Use to play the point
You know that im passing it
Look you in your eye
Know this shit passionate
Get some Fendi
Know im matching it
Fuck you three times
In a night
Know that im just tricking
I ain't cuffing no hoe
Im just pimping
Different bitches that you put on yo wish list
Phone dry boy you look like a biscuit
She put honey all over my inches
I throw money cause she come from the trenches
Slip and sliding cause her pussy be dripping
Only love me cause my niggas be tipping
I just sit back and I point out the vision
Foreign cars only thing that get driven
I'm never gone fumble the bag
They want me to crash
They want me to fall on my ass
Serena and Venus
I promise ain't tennis in that
Run up a play from my daddy
Shit got expunge
I went and bought me a caddy
If im high off the perc nigga slap me
Staying sober in the streets
If you know that you trapping
Nothing right now
But that shit coming back in
Roll up a bliss im coming right back in
Been sipping on liquor don't hit me
Been staying down for all the niggas
That always been with me
I know that they coming like 50
New bitch
Say she like when I bite on her titties
I'm sipping on red
Like Trippy camouflage joggers on
I move militant through the city
You say that you love me
Because my dick feel like magic
If you ever leave me
Girl that shit will be tragic
That's why I had to wrap your ass up
Like some plastic
I'm on that
When I call
Can you please give me a call back
Cause when we fuss and fight
You know that I wont fall back
And all them niggas that you with
Them niggas all cap
And I don't have tell you this
Because you know that
And I stay in a hoodie
I feel like Tupac
Yea I ain't no killer but don't push me
And I'm feeling on her goodies
Fuck her good I ain't no rookie
She say she want me to fuck her
To my songs and a little Tootsie
Then her pussy just got gushy
Then I creeped inside her world
And like a earthquake
I had shook it
And I wont let them peoples book me
Stay with some wizards like the bullets
And I just took my bitch to jersey
She a white girl like she Snookie
All these hoes feeling on me like fetish's
But you know im always chasing the Benjamin's
Biggest fear is that no one will remember me
Prayed to god that I got out the felony
Prayed to god when I hop out that Cullinan
He know I been wanting it
Turn around
And im putting my thumb in it
I get freaky with you
It ain't on accident
Use to play the point
You know that im passing it
Look you in your eye
Know this shit passionate
Get some Fendi
Know im matching it
Fuck you three times
In a night
Know that im just tricking
I ain't cuffing no hoe
Im just pimping
Different bitches that you put on yo wish list
Phone dry boy you look like a biscuit
She put honey all over my inches
I throw money cause she come from the trenches
Slip and sliding cause her pussy be dripping
Only love me cause my niggas be tipping
I just sit back and I point out the vision
Foreign cars only thing that get driven
I'm never gone fumble the bag
They want me to crash
They want me to fall on my ass
Serena and Venus
I promise ain't tennis in that
Run up a play from my daddy
Shit got expunge
I went and bought me a caddy
If im high off the perc nigga slap me
Staying sober in the streets
If you know that you trapping
Nothing right now
But that shit coming back in
Roll up a bliss im coming right back in
Been sipping on liquor don't hit me
Been staying down for all the niggas
That always been with me
I know that they coming like 50
New bitch
Say she like when I bite on her titties
I'm sipping on red
Like Trippy camouflage joggers on
I move militant through the city
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Writer(s): Jibrian Parker
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