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Yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah uh Uhhh yeah yeah yeah Uhh uhh uhh uhh Girl I really want you to stay I'm so sick and tired of these games Gotta move on with my life feel like the thug of spades Gotta move on with my life 'til they put me in the grave Uh uhh Knowin' all them K's got drums Know a young nigga rockin' all these chains Uhh uhh Give a fuck what you like still gettin' paid Uh uhh Pray the lord I see them better days Uh uhh Showin' signs of that anxiety girl you ain't even know Know my niggas they gone ride for me if they got to they gone blow it Why you keep it on yo waist? I tell em I like them big ole toys And they like meechy boy you tweakin' you needa stop sippin' on all that poison The way I bob and get to weavin' you'll think a nigga a be like Floyd And they like meechy boy you tweakin' you gettin' greedy I want some more My niggas slidin' put that five percent up on that ford tarsus Slide with that chop I feel like nardo wick i'm in that focus ford I told my pops I want that hellcat cuz I like the way it roar Go get a bad bitch every week cuz I be gettin' a little too bored Girl I could look you into yo eyes and tell you that you really gorgeous Shawty makin' that macaroni Soundin' like a nigga sturin' that porridge Mmmm This pussy good I want some more And we could do this shit all night girl yeah yo body I wanna explore Ima pin yo ass up on that wall and on that bed and on that floor Caress my hand up on yo body girl you really feelin' warm Yah yah yah yeah eh aye ahhh Uhh uhh yah eh aye ahh Girl I really want you to stay I'm so sick and tired of these games Gotta move on with my life feel like the thug of spades Gotta move on with my life 'til they put me in the grave Uh uhh Knowin' all them K's got drums Know a young nigga rockin' all these chains Uhh uhh Give a fuck what you like still gettin' paid Uh uhh Pray the lord I see them better days Uh uhh And i'm so sick of all these drugs girl yeah i'm tired of em Mmmhmmm mmm we gone ride up Mmmhmmm mmm in a slider All my niggas come and take it you could try tuh Mmm mmm all my niggas yeah we tied up Girl you know that ima dip you in that prada Mmm mmm you the one i'm proud of Mmm mmm dip you in that Yah yah yah yeah eh aye ahhh Uhh uhh yah eh aye ahh
Writer(s): Ametriyus Thomas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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