(Chorus) Girl your a for a king all i is crown under the sheets started in the car, but she was fucking up the told me fuck her like a I'm addicted to these streets man.
(Verse) perfect, hips are curving talk is cheap, but its worth it. if pussys was never promised to the kid so im a liver Friday the weekend, shots to the liver shots off of bitches no chase, liquor these niggas serving weight, you need to get your tips up baby this a robbery, i call it a up only difference is, face and your hips up. long nights, lights flicker, she to the kid because she heard about them figures I'm a player but that pussy make a reconsider 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 i sierra, like 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 fucking do that foreal, nigga
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(Verse 2)
i don't go major (2x) because if i do i swear to god I'm taking 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 your soul, Gucci shades are used as bitch i keep my tinted, yeah we winning.
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