Lyrics

Do you love me Your moms told you about this side Ain't they tell you bout this side You know that you should've stayed inside It smells like trouble oh that's right But I like trouble so let's ride Just a young boy from the east side Do you love me Your moms told you about this side It can get ugly It can get ugly It can get ugly It can get It can get Yeah it can get ugly It can get ugly Do you love me Your moms told you about this side It can get ugly Fuck all that talking and all what you heard about I ain't the type to be pressed about word of mouth I put gold all in my teeth like the dirty south I'm gonn' make it man that's all that I'm worried bout All of my brothers swear we gonna make it out UPS with the work I'm on a paper route Know my moms wishing that I took safer route But I said fuck that shit Ima buck that shit I ain't got time to wait Ima rush that shit Set my eyes on the game Ima run that shit I done took me some losses Ima comeback kid Arm out the window best watch what you throwing up Lotta eyes in the party I ain't showing up Kamikaze with the way that I'm blowing up Say that you love me but is you on go enough Ain't they tell you bout this side You know that you should've stayed inside It smells like trouble oh that's right But I like trouble so let's ride Just a young boy from the east side Do you love me Your moms told you about this side It can get ugly It can get ugly It can get ugly It can get It can get Yeah it can get ugly It can get ugly Do you love me Your moms told you about this side It can get ugly
Writer(s): Francisco Chavez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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