Letra

Fuck the cost Let me at least show you off You want those Margiela kicks Yeah, the world is all I'm tryin' to give To you, baby Yeah, the weed got us noddin' off Roll another one, it's not enough I like how we be the cut You like it when I'm rough You say the dick, it got you stuck And now my digits runnin' up 'round my ways Sorry if I come across some type of way I've been tryna get out of my ways Know that it don't seem like I care, but you know I care Took some time aside from my dogs, and I'm well aware Bitch, I'm from the block (East side shit) Hit my line if you ever lonely in the nighttime I be workin', puttin' work in on my ends On my ends Yeah, the weed got us noddin' off Roll another, one it's not enough I like how we be the cut You like it when I'm rough You say the dick, it got you stuck And now my digits runnin' up 'round my ways
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Mackenzie Edward Cook Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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