Lyrics

(Frank-FrankGotThePack) Ain't no bros over hoes when you fuck with a queen I got mines stuck with a king I put my pride to the side when she right, get it in all night That my baby do whatever she please, keys to the R8 I be jugin' all day, keep a meal ready, baby, know what I need Workin' out of hallways, lookin' like Broadway Nigga, my trap jumpin', I ain't worried 'bout debt I love your hairstyle, baby Toes and your nails done, your ass look good, so I'm bringin' a dick I know you love diamonds, I know you love shinin' Flawless, diamonds, baby, they click, mm Put you on a big lay, I know you like to fuck in an air Don't you enter 'cause we fuckin' in here, yeah, baby, mm Know you like to drive somethin' fast, me too So I got us a pair, yeah, baby, mm Trappin' out the drop, two-seater, yeah I don't give a fuck who see us, yeah And that nigga should've kept you, I ran an interception We on a different level, yeah When I hit the town, start runnin' it up, oo Gettin' money if you're runnin' with us, oo Got it on lock, my only focus is you, mm Roll out the carpet same color of your shoes, mm-mm I'ma king, many reasons, oo Notice you a queen, I can see in your demeanor, oo From the spot I've been watchin' you, clockin' you See what we gon' do I can't even lie, you've been turnin' me on, baby Reason why I put you in a song, baby Ayy, you look at me once, get the car and we goin', baby Mm, hit the house, close the door, and it's on, baby I don't really care, they can listen we grown, baby Huh, love it when you scream, and you moan, baby Mm, show you how to get it I got rich on my own, baby Mm, young nigga, I got multiple homes, baby Rolls-Royce got stars in the car So high, we can land on Mars Baby, I can make it ours Young nigga got his M's up, yeah, baby
Writer(s): Willie J. Maxwell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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