Fine

Here I go
Reminiscing bout the past
Man how can it last (man how can it last)
Got a choppa let it blast (boom)
Damn I'm moving fast
yeah ticket on the dash
Yeah she fine like a ticket on the dash
I said she fine like a ticket on the dash
She did her nails
look at her lash
And she just gave me heeeeeaaaad
So i jus might crash

Model chick
Check the flash
Double c's all on her body
And her bag
Got double d's all on her body
It cost a bag
See I'm just doing me and I ain't neva had to
Brag
I fucked it up
but imma catch it back when I write it
I fucked it up
But she gone roll it up and let me light it
She too fine
After wine she outta line
She slim thick
Like a squat I work behinds
Ok I'm outta line
Ok you look divine
Ok let's intertwine
Then entangle and then rewind
Damn baby you fine
Ok I need a dime
Nah fuck it I got I got dime
I seen you and you was mine
Call me Bane I'm breaking spines
Fuckin should be a crime

Damn when I told you I wasn't worried about these other hoes I really meant that
But if you need reassurance

Yeah here I go
man she fine like a ticket on the dash
I said she fine like a ticket on the dash
I pay yo bills like the ticket on the dash
She fuck me good I swear I might crash
Say what you want about me
I swear that imma keep it low key
Yeah, I'm one of one I'm the one and only
Yeah
I'm just praying that you hold me down.
Say what you want about me
I swear that I'm a keep it low-key
Yeah, I'm one of one I'm the one who only
Yeah
I'm just praying that you hold me down

Wake up in the morning and I see you
All these hatin bitches wanna be you
The tryna to take you out just like an allergy to seafood
I'm trying to take you out to Malibu and hit Nobu
Wait, come here baby let me show you
Made a lot of changes
I ain't nothin like your old dude.
I'm just trying to love you like a real nigga 'pose to. Then I'm trying to fuck you like a real nigga pose to
Aye, yeah, could never ghost you
She singing while I hit from the back
Just like the bass do
We fuckin while we making good music
Deep in her soul ooo
Eat that pussy
Eat it so good thought it was soul food
(thought it was soul food)
Yeah thought it was soul food
I got my manners baby thought I was so rude
(And i ain't neva rude)
Aye
Cause I'm that one dude
G$tackz teller I'm that one dude

Say what you want about me
I swear that imma keep it low key
Yeah, I'm one of one I'm the one and only
Yeah
I'm just praying that you hold me down.
Say what you want about me
I swear that I'm a keep it low-key
Yeah, I'm one of one I'm the one who only
Yeah
I'm just praying that you hold me down



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Writer(s): George Gbesee
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