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" Don't Check On Me "
If I'm out at the bar havin' a night on the town
Life of the party, pourin' shots of the brown
And you see me from the street but I don't turn around
Would you say, "Hi"? Would you keep going?
If I told your family that you didn't mean nothing
If you posted about it and I didn't even comment
If the songs weren't true, but you still feel something
Would you still come looking for me?
Oh, don't go reaching out
'Cause you can't have everything
Your head and your heart won't feel the same
Even if it feels like it every time
Don't check on me
If we're not together, then it's probably for a reason
Every heartbreak has its season
It ain't always summer in June
Might run across your mind but don't worry 'bout me, no
My heart is back in one piece, it ain't skipped a beat, no
Feeling rested up, I ain't missing sleep, no-oh
Don't take it personal if I can't reply now
I'm distant 'cause I don't wanna be reached now
Won't let the ghosts of our past weigh my future down
I'm liberated
Energy's like a circle, it comes back around
Reciprocated
Don't shed no more tears
Won't gain no empathy from me
In the upcoming years
Oh, I don't need your pity
Don't check on me
Oh, don't check on me
If we're not together, then it's probably for a reason
Every heartbreak has its season
And it looks like winter for you
Ain't call you back 'cause I let it go
I had to focus energy and just let it flow
And when we ride low, we were already gone
It wouldn't mean anymore to me now
I know it hurts you so bad just to see me happy
That I finally moved on, and you thought it wouldn't happen
At times I used to cry when the world was laughing
But I act like I didn't notice
Oh, don't go reaching out
'Cause you can't have everything
You can't kill a flame with gasoline
Even if it feels like it every time
No matter how hard you try
Don't check on me
If we're not together, then it's probably for a reason
Every heartbreak has its season
It ain't always summer in June
Don't check on me
If we're not together, then it's probably for a reason
Every heartbreak has its season
It ain't always summer in June
" Liquor "
There's something in this liquor, the air is getting thicker
I can't help but to stare at you, oh yeah, girl what did you do to me?
What did you slip up in my cup, girl? Cause I want you, oh yeah
I had a little bit too much girl, so come over here
There's something in this liquor, oh yeah
The air is getting thicker
All I want is you
All I want is you
There's something in this liquor girl, I'm looking at your figure whoa
I just want to see you strip right now, baby let me help you work it out, oh
Girl you look so good, I just wanna get right to it, oh
I could beat it up like-like a real nigga should, baby when we do it, whoa
There's something in this liquor, oh yeah
The air is getting thicker
All I want is you
All I want is you
All I wanna do is drink and fuck, drink, drink and fuck
All I wanna do is drink and fuck, and fuck, and fuck
All I want is you, drink and fuck, drink, drink and fuck
Drink and fuck, and fuck, and fuck
There's something in this liquor, there's something in this liquor girl
The air is getting thicker, the air is getting thicker
I can't help but stare at you, oh, yeah, girl what did you do? (Why?)
What did you slip up in my cup girl? Cause I want some
I had a little bit too much girl, so come over here, whoa
All I wanna do is drink and fuck, drink, drink and fuck
Drink and fuck, and fuck, and fuck
Drink and fuck, drink, drink and fuck
Drink and fuck, and fuck, and fuck
All I wanna do is drink and, drink, drink and
Drink and, and, and
Drink and, drink, drink and
Drink and, and, and
" Paper, Scissors, Rock "
Baby girl, I think we need to sit and talk, talk, talk
Playin' with my money, paper, scissors, rock, rock, rock
Blowin' up my heart then stick a pen and pop, pop, pop
Either you stupid or don't know what you got, got, got
I could be wrong, you could be right
You'll probably be alone, I'm probably not
Well listen, girl, you acting like an idiot-ot-ot
Really tryna love you but it's getting hard, hard, hard
Is you crazy? Did you lose it?
Are you stupid? Are you foolish?
Girl, I'm the only one like me on the planet
It don't take rocket science to understand it
You paper, scissors, rock my world, girl, am I the one you playing?
You paper, scissors, rock my heart and throw it all away
You throw it away, throw it away, th-th-throw it away, throw it away
Paper, scissors, rock my heart and throw it all away
Well I can take you back to the spot where you was bought, bought, bought
Make 'em return my paper, scissors, rock, rock, rock
Maybe you can think about the shit and stop, stop, stop
Climb up on this boat and show me how you drop, drop, drop
I could be wrong, you could be right
You'll probably be alone, I'm probably not
Well listen, girl, you acting like an idiot
Really tryna love you but it's getting hard, hard, hard
I-I-Is you crazy? Did you lose it?
A-A-Are you stupid? Are you foolish?
Girl, I'm the only one like me on the planet
It don't take rocket science to understand it
You paper, scissors, rock my world, girl, am I the one you playing?
You paper, scissors, rock my heart and throw it all away
You throw it away, throw it away, th-th-throw it away, throw it away
Paper, scissors, rock my heart and throw it all away
(B.I.G. boing, Sean Don, nigga)
Okay, whoa there (Whoa there), whoa there (Whoa there)
Is your noodle? Cock-a-doodle?
Are you crazy, crazy, crazy?
Did you knock a couple screws loose?
I-I-I know what time it is (Why?), only 'cause you cuckoo
I got bitches jumpin' for me like a bouquet by the beaucoup (Boing, boing, boing)
Are you tryna leave? Oh, you trippin', tie your shoe lace (You lil' bitch)
You's a dime bitch 'cause you two-faced (Two-faced)
And you gave me heads and tails (Hahaha)
Throw it at me, baby (Baby), I be the wishin' well (Yeah)
For real though, I know our shit's not perfect
We connected then need space, swear our love is written in cursive
Put that rock up on your finger (Finger), paper in your hands (Hands)
But you can't cut me out (Out), bitch, this ain't no game
I-I-Is you crazy? Did you lose it? (Boing, boing)
A-A-Are you stupid? Are you foolish? (You crazy)
Girl, I'm the only one like me on the planet
It don't take rocket science to understand it
You paper, scissors, rock my world, girl, am I the one you playing? (Oh, oh)
You paper, scissors, rock my heart and throw it all away
You throw it away, throw it away, th-th-throw it away, throw it away
Paper, scissors, rock my heart and throw it all away
" Girl You Loud "
Drumma Boy
Yeah
Niggas won't ride for you, niggas won't die for you
Bitch, I'll ride for you, niggas won't die for you
Fuckin' in the morn'
Makin' love, fuckin' in the mornin'
Uh, wakin' up, fuckin' in the mornin'
Niggas won't ride for you, yeah
I'm 'bout to get up on that ass right now
Just love me, love me down, now
And you a smoker, I'ma roll up, you blow it down
One more, oh, oh, girl, you loud
I'm 'bout to get up on that ass right now
Just love me, love me down, now
And you a smoker, I'ma roll up, you blow it down
One more, oh, oh, girl, you loud
Yeah, I put that diamond in you, boo
Put on your favorite birthday suit
I hit them lights, we in the mood
I'ma slide inside and don't you move
Scorpio, sex drive for two
Who else you know would die for you?
Them niggas ain't livin' that shit
I showed you shit them niggas won't ever do
This year I do my thing
'Bout to put that Def to shame
So high, eyes low
How you scream my name, the only time you use in vain
But I swear this time no foreplay and games
Shoot it straight to your naval ring
Put it back in, go again ('gain)
Lookin' at this mess we made, but I can't take the blame
Oh, babe, yeah
This your bed, you lay in it
No-oh-oh
I'ma lick it up, girl, you gon' play with it
All night
Taste so good, I put my face in it
Now she runnin' from the dick, I told her stay with it
I'm 'bout to get up on that ass right now (Yeah, yeah)
Just love me, love me down, now (Down)
And you a smoker, I'ma roll up, you blow it down
One more, oh, oh, girl, you loud
I'm 'bout to get up on that ass right now
Just love me, love me down, now
And you a smoker, I'ma roll up, you blow it down
One more, oh, oh, girl, you loud
There you are steppin' on my heart
You're so cold right now and you tryna lay me down
But I'm not scared of death, girl
If I die, my love ain't gon' change
'Cause we in deep, hold your breath, girl
Baby, I'm in so deep, and you just wanna be loud all night, girl
Oh, babe, yeah
This your bed, you lay in it
No-oh-oh
I'ma lick it up, girl, you gon' play with it
All night
Taste so good, I put my face in it
Now she runnin' from the dick, I told her stay with it
I'm 'bout to get up on that ass right now (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Just love me, love me down, now (Down, down)
And you a smoker, I'ma roll up, you blow it down
One more, oh, oh, girl, you loud
I'm 'bout to get up on that ass right now (Oh, oh)
Just love me, love me down, now (Oh, down)
And you a smoker (Oh), I'ma roll up, you blow it down (Oh)
One more, oh, oh, girl, you loud
" Whippin' "
Whipping up some work
Phone going off, trap going berserk
Hit the road cause a nigga need to earn
Big back, she make it whine and twerk
Hit it from the back, then I skrt skrt
Young boys fucking up, they don't learn
Section on my T-shirt
Big racks stuffed in my D squares
I pull up in the Wraith, hit the plug on the way
100k on the face, keeping Ms in the bank
AK by the waist, no I do not play
Get familiar with the money, déjà vu every day
She know I give and I go, she know I pick and I roll
I'mma drive her to the hole
I done came out the water, with the shits like I'm Flippa
Never, ever, ever caught up, OHB with the niggas, oh
Pardon, pardon me, I'm just lit, turning up
Off that Hennessy, we just stay, turn me up
You know I got some bottles back at my place
I got it if you need it, yeah
Whippin' (like a boss), winnin', winnin'
Strippin' (take it off), drippin', drippin' (ooh, yeah)
Whippin', whippin' (yeah), whippin', whippin' (oh)
Whippin', whippin' (oh, yeah), whippin', whippin'
(You know, you know) I'm whippin', whippin'
You know, you know, you know, you know
You know, you know
Strippin', kissin'
I give that pussy a whippin'
You know (Like a boss)
London bwoy, London sound, eeh?
Everything lit inna London Town, eeh?
Peng gyal wan' come London Town, come round
Gyal in abundance, gyal from round, eeh?
Ayo Breezy, this one nuh easy, easy
Gyal wan' kiss up, and hug up, and squeeze me
Everything easy, believe we, uh
Gyal up on the I-watch, gyal up on the TV, ah
Hit the road like a don, yeah, I rep where I'm from
Badboys inna London, get the Ps, then we gone
In the trap, I work wonders, get around, I do compass
Peng gyal up in the covers, get the bands in abundance
Man's just turning up, getting lit, we burning up
More life, that's a lifestyle, hot gyally wanna cool with us
Sideman? They ain't cool with us, bitch boys always make a fuss
Trap boys, we got all the stuff, for the gang, let it buss
Pardon, pardon me, I'm just lit, turning up
Off that Hennessy, we just stay, turn me up
You know I got some bottles back at my place
I got it if you need it, yeah
Whippin' (like a boss), winnin', winnin'
Strippin' (take it off), drippin', drippin' (ooh, yeah)
Whippin', whippin' (yeah), whippin', whippin' (oh)
Whippin', whippin' (oh, yeah), whippin', whippin'
(You know, you know) I'm whippin', whippin'
You know, you know, you know, you know
You know, you know
Strippin', kissin'
I give that pussy a whippin'
You know (Like a boss)
I told that bitch to kiss it, that shit landed, now she miss it
I put your ho in the mission, she put the pis' on her titties
I got the coupe with exhaust, your bitch want the molly, it costs
She wanna fuck with a boss, she told a nigga get lost
Smoking on gas in the old one, wrist's cold, Minnesota
My girl bite like a cobra, love when she bend it over
Had to buy a new Rover, fucking in a Rolls Royce
Girl, you know your pussy moist, what you need is your choice
Drive the car like a race, whip it, whip it
Gear six in the rain, skiddin', skiddin'
Big back, titties, dig that, yeah, she pretty
Trap phone still ringing, on the back road doing digits
London in my blood, getting bundles from the plug
Run, run, run it up, in a bando full of buds
Section, Breezy, got the whole world going nuts
Take it easy, we're going right up to the top
Pardon, pardon me, I'm just lit, turning up (turn up)
Off that Hennessy, we just stay, turn me up (high voltage)
You know I got some bottles back at my place (yeah)
I got it if you need it, yeah (Ow! Uh)
Whippin' (like a boss), winnin', winnin'
Strippin' (take it off), drippin', drippin' (ooh, yeah)
Whippin', whippin' (yeah), whippin', whippin' (oh)
Whippin', whippin' (oh, yeah), whippin', whippin'
Wouldn't ever pretend you could see these skengs
Free range, no aiming the lens
Waste boys mainly lean on feds
We team, no cream, shook ones and they've been on edge
CDs from around, big Ps, making pounds
I tour with gang them in your town, shut it down, shut it down
I link the crowd and they go nuts, in the ends, big Benz doing doughnuts
I seen and feel it coming closer, bro's still in kitchens whippin' yola
Ring ring for the best, cure a gyal cause she dead
Turn dead to peng, kitchen whippin' with friends
Whip skid and then beng, done your gyal cause she peng
Brung her back to the ends, gas her up like the Benz
Pardon, pardon me, I'm just lit, turning up
Off that Hennessy, we just stay, turn me up
You know I got some bottles back at my place
I got it if you need it, yeah
Whippin' (like a boss), winnin', winnin'
Strippin' (take it off), drippin', drippin' (ooh, yeah)
Whippin', whippin' (yeah), whippin', whippin' (oh)
Whippin', whippin' (oh, yeah), whippin', whippin'
(You know, you know) I'm whippin', whippin'
You know, you know, you know, you know
You know, you know
Strippin', kissin'
I give that pussy a whippin'
You know (Like a boss)
In the Dawn, that's a wraith with the top off
Bad gyal, slow whine, with the top off
You lot so fun, never pop off
My Section Boyz, you know everything lock arff
Mad Max with the bad bitches
Hit the plug, he pull up with the packages
I be feeling like a narcissist
Flames coming out the chopper, like an arsonist
All around the world, everybody got a bando
Swear down, fam, everywhere I can go
You do it for the fame, nigga?
(Bitch ass nigga!)
I do it for the fam though, get me?
South of France, St Tropez
Back in Cannes, brought the white girl with me
DMT, THC
Mushroom T, whatever you need (party peo-), hit me
I'm just here turning up
Ooh, you know I got some bottles back at my place
Ooh
Whippin' (like a boss), winnin', winnin'
Strippin' (take it off), drippin', drippin' (ooh, yeah)
Whippin', whippin' (yeah), whippin', whippin' (oh)
Whippin', whippin' (oh, yeah), whippin', whippin'
(You know, you know) I'm whippin', whippin'
You know, you know, you know, you know
You know, you know
Strippin', kissin'
I give that pussy a whippin'
You know (Like a boss)