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Featuring Don Trip (Intro) That's what I feel on my chairs 22's on my beemer Bad bitch in my crib Dancing like she Fatima That groupie hoe I don't need her She love the dick and want real She lovin me She lovin me Hey could it be Man could it be (Verse) The way that that bounce back 20K for a drag I's the boss code red Fahrenheit in bed I think really dogs that he could be There's follow V neck that's a good thing Too hot for your girl man I could be Printing dough now we're letting it in a cool breeze By the way I'm by your crib Laying by your girl She going bad SongtexteSucking dick and eating pussy Swear to God oh me oh my Hoe say I shouldn't be so fly Fucked every girl in the 3 0 5 Could've made the cup girl But you suck dick and I see your eyes (Hook) Are you talking bud I don't play those games And these other girls Don't move the same Everything you say to me boy I done heard before Sick are your stories and I just wanna know Could it be you (x12) (Verse) Don Trip king of hearts I know she love me I know she do But I'm good too her and bad for her No wonder why she's so perfumie Pulling out with my new bitches Like pourin salt to an open wound Fly guy no cocoon Shine in her heart I'mma blow a fuse Missing marbles broken screws Just sliding through like bowling shoes Not trickin on her Not tippin homie Pimp shit that's a daughter rule I'm bowlin at that prime time Sorry boo you're a side line My flow retarded she give me brains Till I start fillin like Einstein I don't hit her like a line dry Still baked when I slide by My crowd now freaking fly Wardrobe is a mile high And my heart is not for you On the bright side I enjoy you But honestly I'm a bit surprised You're best friend they want you (Hook) Are you talking bud I don't play those games And these other girls Don't move the same Everything you say to me boy I done heard before Sick are your stories and I just wanna know Could it be you (x12) Aus Songtexte Mania