(Chorus) Girl your a for a king all i is crown sneak under the started in the car, but she was fucking up the told me her like a thug I'm addicted to these streets man.
(Verse) perfect, hips are curving talk is cheap, but shit its it. if certain life was promised to the kid so im a frequent Friday the weekend, shots to the liver shots off of no chase, straight liquor these niggas serving baby weight, you need to get tips up baby this a robbery, i it a stick up only difference is, down and your hips up. long nights, lights flicker, she addicted to the kid because she heard them figures I'm a player but that pussy make a nigga or maybe its the alcohol, if its problems, nigga ill but all niggas sitting court side go al capone any objections, only 19 movies ill go on with you rapper i sierra, leone i been working like a slave, i stopping till we on, then were gone nigga i tell her this is not a drill baby, anything i do i fucking do shit foreal, nigga
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(Verse 2)
i don't go major (2x) because if i do i to god I'm taking over imma walk up cooperate, have my niggas flipping tables i been on it for a so i suggest you pay they say the eyes are the windows to your soul, Gucci are used as curtains bitch i my windows tinted, yeah we winning.
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