(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 fuck her like a thug I'm addicted to streets man.
(Verse) Picture perfect, hips are is cheap, but shit its worth it. if certain life was never to the kid so im a frequent Friday through the weekend, shots to the shots off of bitches no chase, liquor these niggas serving baby weight, you need to get tips up this a robbery, i call it a stick up only difference is, face and your hips up. long nights, lights flicker, she addicted to the kid because she heard them figures I'm a player but that make a nigga reconsider or maybe its the alcohol, if its problems, nigga ill but all them niggas sitting court side go al any objections, 19 making movies ill go on with you i sierra, like leone i been working like a slave, i aint stopping till we on, then gone nigga i tell her this is not a baby, anything i do i fucking do that shit foreal, nigga
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(Verse 2)
Pray i go major (2x) because if i do i swear to god I'm over walk up into cooperate, have my niggas flipping tables i on it for a minute so i you pay attention they say the eyes are the windows to your soul, Gucci shades are used as bitch i keep my tinted, yeah we winning.
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