Tekst Utworu

Girl, I been up for three days Tears been running like a relay Got thoughts of him and her on replay And this liquor got me good and crazy I swear I tried I tried and tried Tonight we ride And when we find, we slashin' tires I know he been creepin' on the low Been mobbin' on the low Now I found out Shit, now we gotta go He think he low key slick Creepin' with his low key chick Give me back my door key, bih He think he low key slick I held him down I held him down But now I know I went too far To wait around He think he low key slick Give me back my door key, bih I ain't fuckin' with it no more I ain't fuckin' with it no more I ain't fuckin' with it no more I ain't fuckin' with it no more (This liquor got me good and crazy) I ain't fuckin' with it no more I ain't fuckin' with it no more I ain't fuckin' with it no more (This liquor got me good and crazy) You know what it is You know what it is I don't fuck around, why you play with the kid? Why you play with the kid? You better come out here before I come in Before I come in I am from Vietnam, so crazy we is Crazy we is She ain't gon' do you like I do Why you in her face? Tonight, we bet' not find your car Over by her place Damn right, I'm right Cause you been creepin' on the low Been mobbin' on the low Now I found out Shit, now we gotta go He think he low key slick Creepin' with his low key chick Give me back my door key, bih He think he low key slick I held him down I held him down But now I know I went too far To wait around He think he low key slick Give me back my door key, bih I ain't fuckin' with it no more I ain't fuckin' with it no more I ain't fuckin' with it no more I ain't fuckin' with it no more (This liquor got me good and crazy) I ain't fuckin' with it no more I ain't fuckin' with it no more I ain't fuckin' with it no more (This liquor got me good and crazy) Might go Lorena Bobbitt Ch-choppy-choppy-choppy Boy, you got me started And you can't even stop it Let's hit the ATM And get some bail money Cause the bitch you with Probably gon' tell on me I'm with my best friend She yellin' "WORLDSTAR!" Hashtag, it's going down You pissed your girl off I'm on my way to you And you don't even know Got the address out your text message Boy, I'm at the door Thought you was low key slick Creepin' with your low key chick Now Give me back my door key, bih He think he low key slick I held him down I held him down But now I know I went too far To wait around He think he low key slick Give me back my door key, bih I ain't fuckin' with it no more
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