(Chorus) Girl your a searching for a all i want is under the sheets started in the car, but she was up the seats told me fuck her like a thug I'm addicted to streets man.
(Verse) Picture perfect, hips are talk is cheap, but shit its it. if certain was never promised to the kid so im a liver Friday through the weekend, to the liver shots off of bitches no chase, straight these niggas serving weight, you need to get your tips up this a robbery, i call it a stick up only difference is, face down and your up. long nights, lights flicker, she addicted to the kid because she heard about figures I'm a player but that pussy a nigga reconsider or maybe its the alcohol, if its problems, nigga ill but all them niggas sitting court go al capone any objections, only 19 movies ill go on with you rapper i sierra, leone i been like a slave, i aint stopping till we on, then were gone nigga i tell her this is not a drill baby, anything i do i do that shit foreal, nigga
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(Verse 2)
i don't go major (2x) because if i do i swear to god I'm over imma up into cooperate, have 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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