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Front Row In LA

 

Front Row In LA

(album: Freda's Son - 2018)


Feeling some way
She been on my mind all day
Can't wait to see her face to face

Big dawg, Ima big dawg
I go big on big yeah
Plus I did it for Big yeah
She on my dick dawg
So many men call
This bitch [?]
This bitch [?]
Uh Uh
I'm in that Benz and it's loaded
Got that stack in that bag and that shit loaded
One minute she be in love yeah
Cause I get that bag and I blow it yeah
Uh bag on me
Know a young nigga got that bag on me
Fly like I got wings attached to me
I be popping 100 bands on me
Pour out tha bottle yeah
My bitch is a foreign lil' model
Yeah she foreign
She fuck with' me vato yeah
A few hundred k on me water yeah
Like 300K for my automobile
I am a fly nigga from Summerhill
Plus some big rocks in my ear yeah
They like 20 thousand a pair yeah
Uh she want the boy
Yeah Uh
Next thang you know it
Yeah Uh
We on tha floor
Yeah
Fucking front row
Gon' and add that up
I just went and juiced the Patek up uh
Been had juice before I got a cup
These niggas mad we up
Yeah

Feeling some way
She been on my mind all day
Can't wait to see her face to face

Fly as a plane
Too much to cry or complain
Fuck her, and buy her some thangs
I been up high all day
I just might fly her to Spain
She chocolate like Reese's and pieces
I fucked that bitch in tha air on the PJ
She say she like when I eat it
She calling me greedy
Hot like a stove with' no heat on yeah
She want that shoulder to lean on
Some shit we never agree on yeah
She know me, she know Ima do wrong
Do wrong
I got a lot of bitches, only two phones
I got a lot of deals, like Groupon
Too real
I spent 6, 000 on my teeth nigga yeah
I fucked that ho tha first week nigga yeah
She say I'm all that I'm all she need nigga yeah
She been on Moscato and weed all day
She been calling me all day yeah
Yeah I met her somewhere out in LA
Yeah, Yeah

She want the boy
Yeah Uh
Next thang you know it
Yeah Uh
We on tha floor
Yeah fucking front row
They got her acting up
Back to back Maybach
30 foreigns
Fucking traffic up
Get ya baggage up
Yeah

Feeling some way
She been on my mind all day
Can't wait to see her face to face

[*ad-libs til the end*]

done

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