Wheezy
I want that pussy in a Wraith
Ima make sure lil mama feel it
Every eyeball that look at me, she wanna kill it On spot
We make love, and it hot just like a skillet Woo, woo
I dont wanna buy your love, I wanna build it
Build that bitch up from the ground, never wont tear that bitch down
Yeah, you know that this dick aint no clown
You know this dick make you make sounds Swear, yeah
I fuck that bitch good, I dont tease her
Nigga, that why she not leavin What?
And you know that I smoke on that kush, no Khalifa
And I do it for my people I swear
Yeah, I never ever met a girl like you What?
Im lovin every single curve about you
Ooh, you know I would smoke the whole world, bout ya
Put on my suit, go get my boots, Ill go to jail bout ya Lets go
You know who you with
Lil baby stop playin, darlin, you know who you with
You know who you with
Man Im so for real
I copped you a coupe baby, Ima chauffeur it Skrrt, skrrt
Man, Im so for real these niggas be talkin, we bust it so for real For real
Im so geeked up on your lovin I dont need no Mollies, so for real For real
Behind closed doors it gets drastic
Pussy wet, I done worked magic
Yeah, I am the truth so dont ask it
Yeah, I shoot our kids in the plastic
Yeah, I only call lil mama baby when she say daddy And what?
If thats your man, you better hold him down
Murder she wrote
She held my little pack, she was wit it
And she was popular way before me
Now that Im popular, Ima still be the old me
Yeah, oh, I swear to God she wanna feel it
Yeah, oh, when I do wrong, bae, make me feel it
Oh, oh, I wanna hit it when I feel it
Oh, oh, yeah, yeah
Make me feel it, make me feel it
Make me feel it, make me feel it
Oh, I wan feel it, I wan feel it
I wan feel it, I wan feel it
Baby, Ill give you head, give me ceilings
Come here bae, Im appealin
Im locked down, all metal
Horsehoe, True Religion
Im dabbin, Im dabbin
Ill hop in your car, and Ill smash it, Ill smash it
Im buyin gold Rollies, yeah Im Trinidadian
They look like they dont wanna fuck, but they actin
Im pourin up purple, that purple, yeah, Actavis Lean, lean, lean
And I think Im tough, you look tough, so lets clash it Slat, lets clash
War ready, Im goin steady
I fuck with Keisha, not the one from Belly
I wanna fuck and not talk and I said it
I want that cat like a leopard
Lets go to Germany, no Shepard
She dont need no hand, Ima help her
She barely keep it so I kept her
Watch me tell her
If thats your man, you better hold him down
Murder she wrote
She held my little pack, she was wit it
And she was popular way before me
Now that Im popular, Ima still be the old me
Yeah, I swear to God she wanna feel it
Yeah, when I do wrong, bae, make me feel it
Yeah, I wanna hit it when I feel it
Yeah
Yeah, oh
Yeah, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Yeah, oh, I swear to God she wanna feel it
Yeah, oh, when I do wrong, bae, make me feel it
Oh, oh, I wanna hit it when I feel it
Yeah, yeah