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Babyface Ray

Mia

 

Mia

(álbum: Mia Season - 2015)


[Peezy:]
Aye Babyface, Aye bro...
You know what I want you to do bro?
Take these niggas all the way through my nigga
(Go all the way in on them fuck niggas man)
Non stop
(Non-stop, turn up, c'mon)
Let's get it

[Babyface Ray:]
Once a younging now I'm thugging
Ain't got time for slugging
Fuck a woman count these hundreds
They a dime a dozen
Mind was fucked up but it was cool
Knew my time was coming
Grind a hundred times a hundred
Ain't gone stop for nothing
I get fly for nothing
Dolce & Gabbana button
And a bunch of kicks
Like I should do karate on 'em
My bitch looking like a Louis bag of money
Her nigga M.I.A
Pockets crammed with money
Run up get bussed down
You pussy ass niggas better duck down
Cause I'm racked up watch bust down
Every bad bitch wanna fuck now
Every other day is a touch down
I used to be down but I'm up now
I'm so high I need to come down
The rims so high I gotta jump down
Y'all little niggas, little niggas
To a nigga like me
You don't get it like me
Unc just said " it ain't shit in these streets"
I'm just saying "how a nigga gone eat?"
All these straps how a nigga want beef?
All these racks how a nigga gone sleep?
Throw it on the counter
Till that bitch go beep
Throw it on the gram let a freak ho see
30 minutes later now she in my suite
Pooring champagne, tryna hit my weed
That's yo bitch? She ain't shit
Long story short, everything ain't what it seems
(Damn)
Niggas aim for you
Slick as oil, I be sipping oil
Tryna slow me down, I gotta get it
Who gone get it for you?
Bitches wanna fuck the whole clique
Cause they see us balling
I see 'em callin, I ignore 'em
Ain't got nothing for 'em
I'm tryna turn a couple thousand
To a fucking fortune
Tryna trade these rims in for a couple Porsches
All my niggas 100, All my bitches gorgeous
If them bitches ain't Asanti's
Then them bitches Forgi's
I'm in a Syracuse mode
Bitch I'm in the zone
Fuck a vacation let's hit the road
Let me live down the way
Get them bitches sold
I fuck 'em then I leave 'em
Do them bitches bold
Who you niggas think you foolin'?
Man, you niggas hoes
Talk crazy, when that pressure on you
Niggas fold
I be doing what I want
Cause these niggas know
I'll turn a nigga ghost
Get you niggas gone
It's still money over bitches
Family over everything
Fuck you other niggas
Everything the same, If I want it
Imma get it
Ain't shit change
I only fuck with real niggas
M.I.A

feito

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