SUNSET BRUISIN (feat. M$)

Bursing down the block in my neighborhood
Redwood, Rancho, we the Move
While the sunset, ugh what a view
But not better then the shorty in my view
Gawd damn, She the type to get I'll lost
Gawd damn, She the type I'll do it raw
I'm out here looking for you like a fiend
Tryin to get a new taste between your knees
We can keep it on the low, guarantee
Cause I know my name running through the streets
But not as much as you running through my mind
Tell me what it takes, just to make you mine
I'm counting days like I'm locked doing time
You stand out in a flock full of dimes
Hol' up, Wait up, Let me, Lay ya
On the, Floor, With ya, Legs up, Yeah
I've been feeling you since the jump, yeah
A kris Kross, you will never feel, yeah
Cause I'm finna bring the house of pain, yeah
To the that pussy till you scream my name, yeah

Baby you've been on my mind
Shawty don't you waste my time no more
All on my head like some lice
But I'd rather be fucking you slow
I know you fuck with my vibe
Don't forget that I am a thug on the low
So baby don't you be surprised

I'm puffing a wood right now
And I'm feeling good right now
Sunset cruisin boutta pull up on you
If you hop in my whip your at risk and she knows it too
But she always hop in the whip
That pussy so wet got a grip
I might just ... on her lip
Baby let's go on a trip
I'm gonna take all your pain away
The sun is out ain't no more rainy days
And she give me top from lane to lane
She's driving me insane insane
But she understands how to game is played
Loving you cool but I loved to get paid
She don't interfere cuz she's on the same page
I get a bag, she get a bag
Put it together and double it fast
Puff on the green and let's count all this cash
Grab on your titties and grab on that ass
I'm feeling good she feeling great
At Roadhouse eating shrimp and steak