Letter 2 'Lani ##B4REVERENCE Songtext
(Okay, le- go)
(Le- go, le- go)
Let’s get this shit going baby, you know you made me baby
I know you gon’ drive me crazy but that's the reason we made you
I ain't gon’ let no one hate you, for you, got some shooters in Haiti
Feel like this again it's too amazing, I am the one that's gon’ raise you
Daddy getting to the paper, all I was told was make it
Rock told a nigga make it, pop’s told a nigga make it
Mom said I done made it, [pull out on your acres?]
Ay, bitch, and before you bitch ass niggas come tryna talk about shit
Talkin’ ‘bout mid and shit, this before Reverence, you hear me? (This is not Reverence)
This is not Reverence (Better stop that)
Stop it
Let’s get this shit going baby, you know you made me baby
I know you gon’ drive me crazy but that's the reason we made you
I ain't gon’ let no one hate you, for you, got some shooters in Haiti
Feel like this again it's too amazing, I am the one that's gon’ raise you
Daddy getting to the paper, all I was told was make it
Rock told a nigga make it, pop’s told a nigga make it
Mom said I done made it, [pull out on your acres?]
(Reversed Vocals)
(Le- go, le- go)
Let’s get this shit going baby, you know you made me baby
I know you gon’ drive me crazy but that's the reason we made you
I ain't gon’ let no one hate you, for you, got some shooters in Haiti
Feel like this again it's too amazing, I am the one that's gon’ raise you
Daddy getting to the paper, all I was told was make it
Rock told a nigga make it, pop’s told a nigga make it
Mom said I done made it, [pull out on your acres?]
Ay, bitch, and before you bitch ass niggas come tryna talk about shit
Talkin’ ‘bout mid and shit, this before Reverence, you hear me? (This is not Reverence)
This is not Reverence (Better stop that)
Stop it
Let’s get this shit going baby, you know you made me baby
I know you gon’ drive me crazy but that's the reason we made you
I ain't gon’ let no one hate you, for you, got some shooters in Haiti
Feel like this again it's too amazing, I am the one that's gon’ raise you
Daddy getting to the paper, all I was told was make it
Rock told a nigga make it, pop’s told a nigga make it
Mom said I done made it, [pull out on your acres?]
(Reversed Vocals)
