Wasted, gotta call a friend to come running Laced it, just a little blow in the money Denim Louis bag and a 2000 Impala I just popped a tag on a bitch to make her mama
Alimony Ama, got her for the drama She out with her shottas She taste a bit and take it how she wanna And she want it, want it And she want it, want it And she want it, want it Alimony Ama, get it from her mama She out with her shottas She taste a bit and take it how she wanna And she want it, want it And she want it, want it And she want it, want it
Break it down, buss it on the pole Money on the floor Come on home to God Come on home to God
And she want it, want it And she want it, want it Break it down, buss it on the pole Money on the floor Then come on home to God Home to God And she want it, want it And she want it, want it
Shawty say she love me like she love the Lord When I´m in that pussy, I´m above the law If I had the world, I still would end it all Thousand and one reasons not to get involved I´ma call my ex and say I love her in the past tense Drinking from a fountain, she anoint me like a pastor Triple-winged angel ´bout to turn me to a bastard
Devil doing favors that a nigga never asked for
Break it down, buss it on the pole Money on the floor Come on home to God Come on home to God Break it down, buss it on the pole Money on the floor Come on home to God Home to God And she want it, want it And she want it, want it
And she want it, want it And she want it, want it And she want it, want it And she want it, want it And she want it, want it
And she want it, want it And she want it, want it And she want it, want it
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