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Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!
How you want this life but you still treat me like I'm regularBlowin' up my phoneWhy this bitch hittin' my cellularI done told you way to many times the way I like to get downSo if you with it baby we could go like 10 roundsBut baby it's your choiceYou screamin' out my name I hope the neighbors hear your voiceYou fuckin' with a brokie come & cry inside the RoyceYou ain't used to this so baby take your timeBut I should let you know that either way you gon' be mineTell your ex to suck a dick I know he pissed offPockets gettin fat in these Amiris call them Rick RossI swear I wanna kiss you when you puttin' on your lip glossI know your ex is mad you with me but that's his lostYou beStuntin' for the gramI hit you in your dm's even tho you got a manYou told me how he cheated I'm just sittin here like damnShe jacked me as her bestie but I know we more then friendsCause me & her beFuckin' on the lowShe broke up with her nigga heard his money movin' slowI took her out the projects now she with me at my shows& when I'm done performin' she gon ride it like a proBaby you my everythingYou all I ever wantedWe gon' make it real bigBigger then you ever wantedI'm gon' buy you Prada baby 'cause you know I'm proud of you& anything you wanted baby girl you know I got it tooBaby you my everythingYou all I ever wantedWe gon' make it real bigBigger then you ever wantedI'm gon' buy you Prada baby 'cause you know I'm proud of you& anything you wanted baby girl you know I got it tooBut baby it's your choiceYou screamin' out my name I hope the neighbors hear your voiceYou fuckin' with a brokie come & cry inside the RoyceYou ain't used to this so baby take your timeBut I should let you know that either way you gon' be mineTell your ex to suck a dick I know he pissed offPockets gettin fat in these Amiris call them Rick RossI swear I wanna kiss you when you puttin' on your lip glossI know your ex is mad you with me but that's his lostYeaThey say we toxic but the love we share is specialI know we fight but it ain't nothin' like a wrestleI wouldn't lay my hands on you to save my lifeCause honestly I'm thinkin' you gon be my wifeYou ain't regular my baby I know you ain't casualI wanna take you on a trip you know I'm internationalWe could be somewhere on the islands sippin' on that passion fruit& if we break up baby promise I'ma get right back to youI'm never leaving yea uhI know you love it when we do it 'cause I always leave you speechlessBaby just give me a reasonWhy the f*ck you love me if I f*ck you like a demonFeel like Roddy Ricch you got me ballin' every seasonFlooded out baguettes on your neck I got you freezin'Baby you so fineBut im stuck up on my grindSwear these niggas wanna be me they be copyin' my rhymesShe myRide or dieIn any situation she gon' be right by my sideShe love how I be steppin' she like Raymond really flyI know I can't be perfect but for you I'm gonna tryYou always been the type to go & stand out from the restGot all these mixed emotions that I can't even expressI'm selfish for your love my heart be beatin' out my chestA gangsta in the streets but Ima lover at my bestBut baby it's your choice yeaYou fuckin' wit a brokie come & cry inside the Royce yea uhBut baby it's your choice yeaYou fuckin' wit a brokie come & cry inside the Royce yea uhBut baby it's your choiceYou screamin' out my name I hope the neighbors hear your voiceYou fuckin' with a brokie come & cry inside the RoyceYou ain't used to this so baby take your timeBut I should let you know that either way you gon' be mineTell your ex to suck a dick I know he pissed offPockets gettin fat in these Amiris call them Rick RossI swear I wanna kiss you when you puttin' on your lip glossI know your ex is mad you with me but that's his lostYea
Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!
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