Ms M 4

No I can't understand what's wrong
Tried to take her out she said hell no
Yeah I want green, her and dough
No I can't leave without her along
Grown girl hope you like surprises (haha)
Heat game tickets? I'll buy em'
Yeah she got my eyes can't deny it
Come and play with her it get violent
5'3, brown-skin, that's my type
But it's only her in my eyes
I'm the ref but she been got my stripes
No makeup she the real hype
Like what's the weight of my words
Principal, yeah that's my girl
Want to tour? I'll show you the world
Real nigga get you diamonds and pearls

UCF, yeah I see you in college
Brain smart know she got the knowledge
Merry Christmas ima send you some dollars
Or better off you like basketball?
Think Jimmy B play Atlanta hawks
On the way in the car yeah we got to talk
Bout how the fuck you made me
Fall
In love for no reason
Merry Christmas Ms.Mak little baby come tis my season
You come my way I'm grown up now hell nah I'm sorry I don't do no cheating
And everybody else get the heartless me but you, you get the sweet end
You know how sad of a nigga you got to be
To make multiple songs about one girl
And she not even paying you no mind bruh
Like you made multiples songs and you asked to link and she not even linking with you bro
That's really like the icing on the cake cuh to give that shit up bruh like

No I can't understand what's wrong
Tried to take her out she said hell no
Yeah I want green, her and dough
No I can't leave without her along
Grown girl hope you like surprises (haha)
Heat game tickets? I'll buy em'
Yeah she got my eyes can't deny it
Come and play with her it get violent
5'3, brown-skin, that's my type
But it's only her in my eyes
I'm the ref but she been got my stripes
No makeup she the real hype
Like what's the weight of my words
Principal, yeah that's my girl
Want to tour? I'll show you the world
Real nigga get you diamonds and pearls



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Writer(s): Sergey Malakhov, Keshun Brown
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