1942
Jaguar 4 door no coupe
Pull up on yo' bitch she see me she say ooh
Don Julio 1942
Know you got a man but what you tryna do
Dont nobody gotta know just me and you
We can keep it on da L-O-W
I'm just being honest I'm just speaking truth
You look like a angel every time u step inside a room
She know who she is
I don't know why she playin' though
Why you playin'
Babygirl what you sayin'
We can take a trip go to a foreign land
Maybe Jamaica I been tryna hit Japan
Fuck you on the beach we rolling in the sand
2015 I was rollin' off the xanz
I don't do that shit no more now all I pop is rubber bands
But I still double up the cup just spilled tris tucker on my hand
I stay clean and on codeine
But you won't catch me lackin'
Man all you niggas talkin' recklezz
You ain't bout the shit u sayin'
Ariana get to spittin' flames then niggas get to prayin'
Ain't no cats and dogs thats 5.56 and .223
Pull up where yo' momma sleep n leave it like Swiss cheese
Shlidin' stolo hit yo party in a Mercury
Green tips gon' split a nigga open like some surgery
Look!
That bih say you don't care 'bout me so i'ma have to leave ya
I told her I don't give a fuck just like her name was Keisha
You really love me for my money it's yo' favorite feature
And I been runnin' up the check you niggaz on the bleachers
I ain't Justin Bieber bitch but i'ma make u a believer
When I hit it from the back I make her sing just like Aaliyah
Losers weepers, finders keepers
Take yo' bitch but never keep her
She keep coming back to me she say LAV!$H I really need ya
She like to travel so I call that lil bih Dora
Take her to a bungalow in Bora Bora
Real Badmon, blade on me like Sora
Ariana right beside me she gon' blow ya
That's my wifey but she wanna get to know ya
She gon' pop a nigga top just like some soda
I don't leave the crib without a super soaker
3 straps at all times and I don't need no fuckin' holster
New Glock, same clips
New opps, same stick
No .223 buss 5.56
These niggas love to run they lip
I, send a hunnit shots and then I dip
Monkey nuts on the stick
I just bought my wife some tits
Talk recklezz i'ma squeeze it 'til it click
I'ma die 'bout my respect but first I gotta stack them chips
Jaguar 4 door no coupe
Pull up on yo' bitch she see me she say ooh
Don Julio 1942
Know you got a man but what you tryna do
Dont nobody gotta know just me and you
We can keep it on da L-O-W
I'm just being honest I'm just speaking truth
You look like a angel every time u step inside a room
Pull up on yo' bitch she see me she say ooh
Don Julio 1942
Know you got a man but what you tryna do
Dont nobody gotta know just me and you
We can keep it on da L-O-W
I'm just being honest I'm just speaking truth
You look like a angel every time u step inside a room
She know who she is
I don't know why she playin' though
Why you playin'
Babygirl what you sayin'
We can take a trip go to a foreign land
Maybe Jamaica I been tryna hit Japan
Fuck you on the beach we rolling in the sand
2015 I was rollin' off the xanz
I don't do that shit no more now all I pop is rubber bands
But I still double up the cup just spilled tris tucker on my hand
I stay clean and on codeine
But you won't catch me lackin'
Man all you niggas talkin' recklezz
You ain't bout the shit u sayin'
Ariana get to spittin' flames then niggas get to prayin'
Ain't no cats and dogs thats 5.56 and .223
Pull up where yo' momma sleep n leave it like Swiss cheese
Shlidin' stolo hit yo party in a Mercury
Green tips gon' split a nigga open like some surgery
Look!
That bih say you don't care 'bout me so i'ma have to leave ya
I told her I don't give a fuck just like her name was Keisha
You really love me for my money it's yo' favorite feature
And I been runnin' up the check you niggaz on the bleachers
I ain't Justin Bieber bitch but i'ma make u a believer
When I hit it from the back I make her sing just like Aaliyah
Losers weepers, finders keepers
Take yo' bitch but never keep her
She keep coming back to me she say LAV!$H I really need ya
She like to travel so I call that lil bih Dora
Take her to a bungalow in Bora Bora
Real Badmon, blade on me like Sora
Ariana right beside me she gon' blow ya
That's my wifey but she wanna get to know ya
She gon' pop a nigga top just like some soda
I don't leave the crib without a super soaker
3 straps at all times and I don't need no fuckin' holster
New Glock, same clips
New opps, same stick
No .223 buss 5.56
These niggas love to run they lip
I, send a hunnit shots and then I dip
Monkey nuts on the stick
I just bought my wife some tits
Talk recklezz i'ma squeeze it 'til it click
I'ma die 'bout my respect but first I gotta stack them chips
Jaguar 4 door no coupe
Pull up on yo' bitch she see me she say ooh
Don Julio 1942
Know you got a man but what you tryna do
Dont nobody gotta know just me and you
We can keep it on da L-O-W
I'm just being honest I'm just speaking truth
You look like a angel every time u step inside a room
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