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R Crawford II
R Crawford II
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QuanGoCookUp
QuanGoCookUp
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Reporting live from the top floor Yeah Do you think about me sometimes, I wanna know Is forever a place that maybe we can go Is we gon' tell the world or keep it low Is we just having fun or should I drop my hoes Would you get it out the mud with me Shit, what you on today, you tryna thug with me Just let me know what time you gon' be free I just got paid, I cleaned my car You ain't gotta drive, come roll with me, enjoy the sounds of Jodeci If you cool with that girl, tell me In this hateful world, is you my peace Is you a wholesome girl or you a freak Do you suffocate when we don't speak If I want a sandwich in the morning, you gon' make me somethin to eat Yeah you fine, but you look better beside me I know you got some niggas, but they ain't Nothing like me Can I prove it What we waiting on, let's do it I can put the plan in motion and we can get To movin' Nah, for real, it ain't no pressure, I'm just Coolin' I apologize if I'm talking too much I just wanna know if I can see what's up with us Is it too many serious questions No pressure, baby, we can keep it playa Let's hit the scene, I'm tryna stunt If I told you I ain't care, I would be frontin' Yeah, bitches in my line, but I'm like, fuck em Cause I'm a handsome motherfucker with a name They only in it for the fame Where was they at when I had nothing? When I was going insane before the budget These cockroaches can't touch me That's on my baby, that's on my mother They get nothing, nada Can I fuck you from the front Look at your face in my ear, you call me dada That's the type of shit I'm on Let's leave the playin for kids, baby, cause niggas grown You can chime in at any time and tell me if I'm wrong I'm tryna one day get a text, what time you comin' home Comin' home Keep it playa
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