Odds
何だよくまちゃん
Yeah
Baby, I'm thinkin' I'm too paranoid tonight
They can smell the reefer, got this chronic on the flight
Fill with love my day, fuck around I'll buy you ice
She wanna stay with me, she wanna pay the price
I can hear them birds in the motherfuckin' night
Just give me the word and you know that shit on sight
This Rollie plain jane but I still go buy your wife
The head go insane, yeah I take her for a try
This lamb go 160, she hate it when I drive
These boys ain't fuckin' with me, they hate it when I strive
These boys ain't trappin', think all they do is tеll you lies
And we ain't reminiscin', thеy treat me just like God
Had to beat the odds
Did all this shit on my lonely, I don't even sleep no more
She just want dick and some money, what else do you need me for?
Now we on top of the top, we used to sleep on the floor
Bitch, I need an award or somethin'
6 months into the year, I made me about a quarter or somethin'
I don't need no applaud or nothin'
I used to sit in the backseat now I don't say shit, just plot
Now the kid done came up and they plottin' on what I got
This lamb go 160, she hate it when I drive
These boys ain't fuckin' with me, they hate it when I strive
These boys ain't trappin', think all they do is tell you lies
And we ain't reminiscin', they treat me just like God
Had to beat the odds
Did all this shit on my lonely, I don't even sleep no more
She just want dick and some money, what else do you need me for?
Now we on top of the top, we used to sleep on the floor
Yeah
Baby, I'm thinkin' I'm too paranoid tonight
They can smell the reefer, got this chronic on the flight
Fill with love my day, fuck around I'll buy you ice
She wanna stay with me, she wanna pay the price
I can hear them birds in the motherfuckin' night
Just give me the word and you know that shit on sight
This Rollie plain jane but I still go buy your wife
The head go insane, yeah I take her for a try
This lamb go 160, she hate it when I drive
These boys ain't fuckin' with me, they hate it when I strive
These boys ain't trappin', think all they do is tеll you lies
And we ain't reminiscin', thеy treat me just like God
Had to beat the odds
Did all this shit on my lonely, I don't even sleep no more
She just want dick and some money, what else do you need me for?
Now we on top of the top, we used to sleep on the floor
Bitch, I need an award or somethin'
6 months into the year, I made me about a quarter or somethin'
I don't need no applaud or nothin'
I used to sit in the backseat now I don't say shit, just plot
Now the kid done came up and they plottin' on what I got
This lamb go 160, she hate it when I drive
These boys ain't fuckin' with me, they hate it when I strive
These boys ain't trappin', think all they do is tell you lies
And we ain't reminiscin', they treat me just like God
Had to beat the odds
Did all this shit on my lonely, I don't even sleep no more
She just want dick and some money, what else do you need me for?
Now we on top of the top, we used to sleep on the floor
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