Print

(Damn, Nvbeel) Ooh-ooh, ayy (Ooh, damn, that's hard) Ooh-ooh, ayy I'ma keep it gangsta Salutations, gotta thank ya (Sweet like sugar and rice) She know I'm rotten Told her friend invite me, I got options Murakami wallet in her pocket Just a young nigga turned big dawg Look, I got 'em mad, I got 'em pissed off She back it up on cock like a pistol How we fall out like baby teeth? We was drop-top, now you're shadin' me I was Will Smith, you was Jada P I don't know why you want to complicate things Started off loving me and ended up hating me How that go? Wait, what you mean? Ayy, how that go? Wait, what you mean? Ayy I was in the VIP and I was thinkin' 'bout you (I think I won't) Seen a Meagan Good, now I'm not thinkin' 'bout you (I think I won't) When I shoot my shot, I dunk like Iguodala Damn, I'm still thinkin' 'bout you SongtexteShawty feelin' herself Denzel in Glory, I'm that nigga myself Beat the pussy up, I told her, "Give me my belt" Automatic start the car, wanna hear the motor I'm lyin' to myself, I'm comin' over Lil' nigga, you'll understand when you're older Baby, where ya at? Baby, where ya at? I ain't feelin' this, know you feelin' that I don't know why you want to complicate things Started off loving me and ended up hating me How that go? Wait, what you mean? Ayy, how that go? Wait, what you mean? Ayy I think I won't Sweet like sugar and rice Aus Songtexte Mania