(Chorus) Girl a queen searching for a all i want is sneak under the in the car, but she was fucking up the seats 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 pussys life was never to the kid so im a frequent through the weekend, shots to the liver shots off of bitches no chase, straight these niggas serving baby weight, you to get your tips up this a robbery, i call it a stick up only difference is, down and your hips up. long nights, lights flicker, she addicted to the kid because she about them figures I'm a player but that pussy make a nigga or its the alcohol, shit if its problems, ill condone but all them niggas sitting court go al capone any objections, only 19 making ill go on with you rapper i sierra, leone i been working like a slave, i aint stopping till we on, were gone nigga i tell her this is not a drill baby, anything i do i fucking do that foreal, nigga
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(Verse 2)
Pray i don't go (2x) because if i do i to god I'm taking over imma walk up into cooperate, my niggas flipping tables i been on it for a so i you pay attention they say the eyes are the windows to soul, Gucci shades are used as curtains bitch i keep my windows tinted, we winning.
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