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Shawn Chrystopher
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BYD [feat. Buddy]
feat. Buddy
Walked in like this motherfucker Shine hard like daytime, I'm in the game, you play time I'm in the house like pan hood, you niggas do it like faze on Talk shit is not faze on, don't give a fuck but no hate time See, I'm Rain Man and Payton, six foes and day times My bitch, she hate shine, that's why niggas hate time You bitch niggas need to save odds, on bending knees start praying arms I beat the beat up eight arms, die for my hood, drive on And I'm in the game like holla, war my niggas, don't roll up Hit up by five hoes pretending them gonna show up She gave me good head 'cause she know I'm a baller If a friend cut her off, she told that bitch go Nigga, I sell out shows, snatching up random hoes Taking them back to my crib and we get in for sure Yeah, bag the truth for my bros yeah, that's that Westside, Westside It's working that best side, best side, if you fucking with me let's ride, let's ride No, I don't fuck with ripe bitches 'cause they got too much ass And I don't fuck with these models 'cause they got too much relax So who do I fuck, who do I trust to not sell my baby pictures for a Benz and some dust And my ex, I fucking hate you, hope you die slow, why foe? 'Cause I know that you's a hoe so turns right for rock O and fuck 5 0 It's taking 8 gun shit And they mad 'cause their daughters want that black young dick and all their girls be like BUDDY I can put your BYD on me because I'm looking for a guy that can supply all that I need Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com And I be like me? Hmm, well let me question, does she want me for my mind Or is it all 'cause of my profession I'm guessing that in due time I'll stumble upon a confession No stressing 'cause if I grind then she'll wind up all in my section No question, 'cause a nigga like me with a girl like her With a booty like that it means I'mma sip the cup and smack it Then we'll hit the cup back to back to back Until she finally has to tap and then after that I'll probably hit the ' Because she had a fantastic rack and I supplied the crack See, she had a man so I hit the G, she's outside, looking around so she find that shit She a lab rat, you can have her back No, I ain't having that, I ain't even tripping on it I know how to handle that, I'm about to pick up the phone, hit on to home Girl straight from the dirty south, she'll bring two Ls and a little cool J 'Cause momma said knock you out No, I don't fuck with ripe bitches 'cause they got too much ass And I don't fuck with these models 'cause they got too much relax So who do I fuck, who do I trust to not sell my baby pictures for a Benz and some dust And my ex, I fucking hate you, hope you die slow, why foe? 'Cause I know that you's a hoe so turns right for rock O and fuck 5 0 It's taking 8 gun shit And they mad 'cause their daughters want that black young dick BYD
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