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Thotiana Need my guala full circle like a muhfucking titty I was down on my luck, I was so shitty Now I, 720, 360 round the muhfucking city I got it, What's that? I got them bands nigga I need my jets, and a brunette. Gimme some head space Used to doubt myself funny how shit spin around, now they got red faces Fuck em Yeah I'm Going back, back to the future can't stay in the same place Shit that I've been was way ahead, we not in the same race, nah Imma blast off like a jet Yea, nurr, woah Wait a sec, ooh Da-na-na gimme neck Da-na-na gimme neck Yea she call me daddy but I was never the papa Had her feeling nice because I put her in a Backaz She want a nigga sweep her off her feet lil bitch, better go buy a mop, told that bitch stop Don't be calling my phone hell nah lil bitch Trynna get in my pockets? hell nah lil bitch Said she need a real man to come kiss her hand so I put my dick in her palm lil bitch Yea she call me daddy but I ain't even the father, take your lil kids back to that lil bitch Swear to god your bitch is out here calling me her papa Cuz I fill her mouth up with my little kids Yo girl, That Hoe, she like my bling-bling-bling Yo girl, That hoe calling my phone like ring-ring-ring I think I need a DeLorean, whip-whip with the gas Send them on they ass Bitches see the money pouring in I play them bitches like accordions Need my guala full circle like a muhfucking titty I was down on my luck, I was so shitty Now I, 720, 360 round the muhfucking city I got it, What's that? I got them bands nigga I need my jets, and a brunette. Gimme some head space Used to doubt myself funny how shit spin around, now they got red faces Fuck em Yeah I'm Going back, back to the future can't stay in the same place Shit that I've been was way ahead, we not in the same race, nah As a child I had respect for you hoes Give you the world, I would gift you a rose But at this point even my middle finger probably way too much to give to you hoes Used to ask god why me? But I get it now, had to go through downs now I be thinking highly Broads wanna come back around soon as you get more checks than an I.D She wanted my bands oh my, that bitch was a liar Love with her hands oh my, not with her mind I even gave you minutes but you threw out the clock and now you is asking for my time You was a slime You's a... Thotiana Finesse the bag, the bitches, the business. I'm Finished Trynna be a menace Grab a few misses Put em on their knees imma feed em my tennis balls Give it some kisses I'm in my bag So after you done Imma give you a rack Do it how I want Do it like that Push it to the back of your neck then come back Baby put in work lemme see how you do that Need my guala full circle like a muhfucking titty I was down on my luck, I was so shitty Now I, 720, 360 round the muhfucking city I got it, What's that? I got them bands nigga I need my jets, and a brunette. Gimme some head space Used to doubt myself funny how shit spin around, now they got red faces Fuck em Yeah I'm Going back, back to the future can't stay in the same place Shit that I've been was way ahead, we not in the same race, nah
Writer(s): Deshaun Clarke Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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