Lyrics

I pick up daddies at the playground, that's how I spend my days now Loosen up their frown, make 'em feel alive I make it fast and greasy, I know I'm way too easy But you're gone and I gotta stay high All the time, to keep you off my mind Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Hey lil momma, let's smoke some grams Baby I've just seen your angles on the 'gram Now I can't stop thinkin' 'bout your motherfuckin' ass And I bet that pussy wet, show me something in the class, uh Wanna pop some bottles and some motherfuckin' tags with you Listen I'm a player to be god damn real with you Life's too short, that is why, I can't be with you But trust me, I love getting high with you Take a step back I'll bust on her back back I want fat cheques Fuck those pussies back chats Boy don't backchat Or you'll take a nap nap Homie I'm not fuckin' playin', I can snap your neck neck Huh, I shine just like Mega Man Shawty gimme sloppy I can't feel my god damn legs Cold heart, big racks feel like Gucci Mane Late night poppin' molly that's my motherfuckin' novacane Hey lil momma, let's smoke some grams Baby I've just seen your angles on the 'gram Now I can't stop thinkin' 'bout your motherfuckin' ass And I bet that pussy wet, show me something in the class, uh Wanna pop some bottles and some motherfuckin' tags with you Listen I'm a player to be god damn real with you Life's too short, that is why, I can't be with you But trust me, I love getting high with you I know you can see that Baby just gimme neck I wanna break your back Ay god damn, just throw it back Your best friend want a muhfuckin' trio I'm the one just like muhfuckin' Neo Ice on my neck, ay this shit makes me frío I wan' be remembered damn, RIP Deebo All the time, to keep you off my mind Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Hey lil momma, let's smoke some grams Baby I've just seen your angles on the 'gram Now I can't stop thinkin' 'bout your motherfuckin' ass And I bet that pussy wet, show me something in the class, uh Wanna pop some bottles and some motherfuckin' tags with you Listen I'm a player to be god damn real with you Life's too short, that is why, I can't be with you But trust me, I love getting high with you Hey lil momma, let's smoke some grams Baby I've just seen your angles on the 'gram Now I can't stop thinkin' 'bout your motherfuckin' ass And I bet that pussy wet, show me something in the class, uh Wanna pop some bottles and some motherfuckin' tags with you Listen I'm a player to be god damn real with you Life's too short, that is why, I can't be with you But trust me, I love getting high with you
Writer(s): Jakub Klemm Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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