I guess that I don't need that Now you're just that I used to know Go on take 'er, I need 'er Kickin' in my 2 seater I'm with ya, I don't remember Nothin' 'bout you, I on, adios Pop your bottles, the toast pockets, filled up Nothin' but dead You thought that I was save you Tried to play but I you V, D&G Look at your wheat which I you I'm cold hearted, no My got no ceiling life, care down I'm made of fire, wheelin' Panamera, new Paint job, Two hoes, half Two mo', Through with ya, now rocks in my pick top 10 bricks for wrist watch It's bad, straight drop
What the Heyo Whoo Kid, run shit back God
I guess that I need that though Now you're just somebody that I to know
Go on take 'er, I don't 'er Kickin' back in my 2 I'm through with ya, I remember 'bout you, amnesia I on, adios Pop bottles, make the toast pockets, filled up Nothin' but folks You thought I was gonna save you Tried to play but I you V, D&G Look at your wheat I made you I'm hearted, no feelings My got no ceiling Fast life, care I'm made of fire, three Panamera, new Paint job, Two hoes, Asian Two mo', Through with ya, now rocks S1's in my top 10 bricks for wrist watch It's bad, straight drop
But you didn't to cut me off Make out like it never happened and that we were And I don't even need love But you me like a stranger and that feels so rough No you didn't to stoop so low Have your friends collect your records and then change number I guess that I don't that though Now just somebody that I used to know
Money money man I got DC's, On feet, Kai Peters life, screwed up Steal for 100 meters You spreadin' rumors, lies But bullshit, I'm too fly My heart cold, I don't in it, p-paralyzed You can 'er, I cut 'er off She a'int know how to treat a I pounds like Boston George Get before I record Jacobs on my face Gator on my waist more, B-O-T I bought the truck for leg space Goin' in on Head first, for it You games, changin' numbers And I got time for it Drop the top, I need room Flat screens in my I got a red hoe long weave Money Man on her tattoos
But you didn't to cut me off Make out it never happened and that we were nothing And I don't need your love But you me like a stranger and that feels so rough No you didn't have to so low your friends collect your records and then change your number I guess that I don't need though Now you're just somebody that I used to
Ai-ain't in love him, blood sucka Bleed his pockets, then burn You can look, let him touch it Think about it all day - Run over niggas, road Need room to breathe fishy gills Get 'em new, once used them away, goodwill High heels, Got ass movin' in 3D The riding everything's so Breezy Gotta him for me like Rhi Rhi frost, heart cold Thawed out, heart Convicts, toes Beauty and the beast, love hoes That shit, I like it Do for a Klondike but my ice clean And my cake feels, bon Devious, too Future cost, thang 20 K in my 38 in my Wang
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