Need a new safe cause Im runnin out of space I love a nasty girl who swallow is on the menuĪn\d money triple up when you get it out of state Put this music shit aside get it in on the roadĮxotic red bottoms, so-bodied glittered in goldįollowing fundamentals Im following in the rental When Im alone in my room sometimes I stare at the wallsĪutomatic weapons on the floor but who can you call Would've came back(ugh but here goes nothin) I just needed time to do what I had to do I'm tried of people giving this a pass hes just a fucking lame.We vibbin to the music this is how we do it(all night)īreezin down the freeway just me and my baby(in our ride) No rapper respects him as a lyricist because they know he has a team of writers and they have no problem stealing flows and cadence from other ArtestĮven in his love songs his theme is tell women the man ain't shit you do better you should be single etc this guy literally promotes disfunction amongst the black community because hes a spoiled lil Zionist who's obsessed with the lifestyle but dosent care for the people This drake guy has never ever once spoke on any current events happening in the world whether racial issues domestic or wars foreign. Kendrek has songs even Kodak black has songs that Express his views and pains Jayz has hundreds of songs that speak to truth power in his own way Scott Summers 2y Letseka I'm not a fan of rhyming words simply to rhyme words only message I got from this song was "hey look at me I'm a star now" drake has had 10years to give us music that has a message instead hes done 100s of songs similar to this one Listening to the Aston Martin Music, music Vibin' to the music this is how we do it all night I digged it like Pookey the pussy be controlling me Never front, you take there it ain't no comin' backĮvery time we fuck, her soul take a hold of me Living fast where it's all about that money bag Pull up on the block in the drop top chicken box In my two-seater she's the one that I would take, we Need a new safe 'cause I'm running out of space Now money triple up when you get it out of state I love a nasty girl who swallows what's on the menu Put this music shit aside, get it in on the roadĪ lot of quiet time, pink bottles of RoseĮxotic red bottoms, whole body glittered in goldįollowing fundamentals and following in a rental When I'm alone in my room sometimes I stare at the wallsĪutomatic weapons on the floor, but who can you call? I can't let it go, whether that's right I will never know Would have came back for you, I just needed time Listening to the Aston Martin music, music Vibin' to the music, this is how we do it all nightīreezin' down the freeway just me and my baby in our ride
Written by: WILLIAM ROBERTS, AUBREY GRAHAM, CHRISETTE PAYNE, KEVIN CROWE, ERIC ORTIZ Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
I dig her like pookie that pussy be contollin' me Top down, right here is where she wanna beĮvery time we fuck her soul take a hold of me Never front, you take it there, ain't no coming back Livin' fast where it's all about that money bag Pull up on the block in a drop-top chicken box This is how we do it, all night (all night) In my two-seater, she the one that I will take
Need a new safe 'cause I'm runnin' out of space That money triple up when you get it out of state I love a nasty girl who swallow what's on the menu Put this music shit aside, gettin' it in on the roadĮxotic red-bottom sole body glitter in goldįollwin' fundamentals, I'm followin' in a rental When I'm alone in my room, sometimes I stare at the wallĪutomatic weapons on the flo' but who can you call
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