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" 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
" Summer Breeze "
Ooh yeah
Summer, summer
You're like a summer breeze, yeah, running through my head (breeze, head)
You're like a summer breeze, ha ha, yeah (breeze)
I just let the top down on the PCH (PCH, oh)
Left hand on the steering wheel other hand up on your waist (on your waist)
Hit her with that oh my God, I think she wanna taste my DNA, oh ah (DNA)
'Bout to pull up to the spot, you know I do everything you say, oh
Only if you like it rough (you say)
Waterfall, that thing be gushing (oh)
Million dollar ring, fuck a budget (oh)
But I can't have you around if you thirsty
I would hate to leave you there 'cause you worth it, oh (yeah)
You're like a summer breeze, yeah, running through my head (breeze, head)
You're like a summer breeze, yeah, running through my head (breeze, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
You're like a summer breeze, ah, oh, oh, summer breeze (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Just like a summer breeze, ah, oh, oh, summer breeze (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Just like a summer breeze
Better make you cum loud, that's a piece of cake (all good)
I know you gotta go to work, we ain't getting no sleep (woo)
Baby, take off your clothes and call in sick (yeah)
'Cause I wanna give you the dick, I'ma give you dick (woo, woo)
Look at me now with the baddest bitch (baddest bitch)
Don't fuck with the rest, they be tellin' (they be tellin')
She say she wanna run, told her set it off (set it off)
Give her the D like it's medicine (medicine)
You not on my level, I level up (level up, yeah)
Richard Mille, Mille, all bezeled up (bezeled up)
Only if you like it rough
Waterfall, that thing be gushing
Million dollar ring, fuck a budget
But I can't have you around if you thirsty
I would hate to leave you there 'cause you worth it, oh
You're like a summer breeze, yeah, running through my head (breeze, head)
You're like a summer breeze, yeah, running through my head (breeze, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
You're like a summer breeze, ah, oh, oh, summer breeze (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Just like a summer breeze, ah, oh, oh, summer breeze (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Just like a summer breeze, ah, oh, oh, summer breeze (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Just like a summer breeze, ah, oh, oh, summer breeze (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
She gon' be who she wanna be, I know she might up and leave
If I cheat, baby, please, listen, even shit blow up in chemistry
Tired of chasin' bitches, I'm a grown man
I need a woman, baby, here's the lease, your name is on it and I ain't bluffin'
She say she want some old school, K-Ci & Jojo
How does it feel? D'Angelo
Got me feeling on your booty, R. Kelly
And girl, I love that you're a freak
You're like a summer breeze, yeah, running through my head (breeze, head)
You're like a summer breeze, yeah, running through my head (breeze, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
You're like a summer breeze, ah, oh, oh, summer breeze (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Just like a summer breeze, ah, oh, oh, summer breeze (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Just like a summer breeze, ah, oh, oh, summer breeze (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Just like a summer breeze, ah, oh, oh, summer breeze (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
" Shabba "
Somethin' like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba, ayy
Mike WiLL Made-It
My niggas, we fuck up some commas
Oh, some of them dirty like Shabba
Jamaican and Haitian, no matter, they pull up with choppers
All of my niggas got rounds, I spray a new face on you clowns
I got a bitch in the viddy, I gave her the shrimp and the lobster
I put that girl in Givenchy, Versace, I'm feelin' like Shabba
How that bitch so Hollywood, but that bitch livin' in Bompton?
But I be trainin' these hoes, fresh out the boat, yeah
She got me blowin' trees like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba
Bounce to the beat like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba
10 gold rings like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba
She got me rollin' through like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba, ayy
Ride in the Benz like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba
She got me blowin' trees like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba
Gwan go fuck up the beat like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba, ayy
Bounce to the beat like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba, ayy
Shawty ride with a nigga through the West Coast (Yeah)
Downtown pimp, I done left hoes (Yeah)
My life so good, I done blessed hoes (Yeah)
I might crowd surf on my next show
All of my niggas is trappers
We take the dope on the road
You see that I'm on the corner
We sellin' dope at the shows
You see the ice on my wrist
You see my neck full of gold
Boy, you at home with your girlfriend
I got a house full of hoes
Homie, I stay on the road
I make a play, then I go
I got a house full of cocaine
They wanna play in the snow
Bare foreign jawns thought my name was Shabba (Wha?)
I ain't a fuckery, I ain't a passer (Wha?)
I got a one peng ting that cooks me pasta (Heh?)
I chuck bands in the Benz, chuck ash in the Astra (Easy 'nuff)
Man my gyal wanna gimme goodie good good (Wha?)
But she done told me this hoody too hood (Easy)
My gyal wan' smoke dope in the hood (Wha?)
(Ooh, oh, she got)
I told her hold on, baby, go suck on this wood (Eh)
She got me blowin' trees like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba
Bounce to the beat like Shabba (Ayy)
Somethin' like Shabba
10 gold rings like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba
She got me rollin' through like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba, ayy
Ride in the Benz like Shabba (Oh)
Somethin' like Shabba
She got me blowin' trees like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba
Gwan go fuck up the beat like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba, ayy
Bounce to the beat like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba
She wanna shotta (Shotta)
Gyal wanna get with a trapper (Trap)
Blowin' on sense with the grubber (Smoke)
Gold teeth like Shabba (Bling)
Trap boy turned rapper (Trap)
She go down south, then back up (Down)
Man can't, why fuck no slapper (No)
Man pass that ting to my brudda (Eh)
Sent P's to my mother (Mother)
Trap in the street for the guala (Trap)
Man bet' have some manners (Manners)
Tings, yeah, we got lot of (Lotta dem)
Foreign gyal lookin' proper (Proper)
Give her shots like a chopper (Uh)
Bad jawns rollin' up the grams
Wanna love a man like I'm Shabba (Skrrt)
Oh, wait, oh, wait, oh, wait
She seein' gold chains and cocaine (Oh, oh)
Spend coco dance on the dope (Coke)
So a nigga aim that so string (Huh)
I pray a nigga never touch my homie (Nah)
Man down if you touch my homie (Buck, buck)
Man down, man down, man down (Buck, brr)
Lift her up, make her home shake (Buck)
I got the Gs like I'm OJ (Gs)
We servin' P for the cocaine (Coke)
It's up to no ho, oh no way (Uh-uh)
Told the feds I ain't givin' up no names (Nah)
Amnes' coming in plentily
Amnes' coming in loads, ayy
Hand on my friend here put her hand
(Ooh, oh, she got)
On my friend, get toasty
She got me blowin' trees like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba
Bounce to the beat like Shabba (Ayy)
Somethin' like Shabba
10 gold rings like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba
She got me rollin' through like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba, ayy
Ride in the Benz like Shabba (Oh)
Somethin' like Shabba
She got me blowin' trees like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba
Gwan go fuck up the beat like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba, ayy
Bounce to the beat like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba
Through the street with a bracker (Bracker, brrp)
Low key, gettin' mon' up (Mon' up, mon' up, mon' up)
Smoke ki' like my brother (Brother, boy, boy)
Gold teeth like Shabba (Shabba)
Ring ring, settin' one up (Ring)
OT sellin' packa (Ring)
TU, that's turn up (Ring, ring)
Walked in, front the run up
Uck face tryna uck us
T like, man shut up
Seaside gettin' guala
Gyal give a man uh huh (uh)
Daylights so they stutter
She's callin' me brudda
I told her uh uh
Boom boom in the bedroom
So wet like I broke her bladder
I'm old school like Shabba
Rocko gold like Shabba
Bad bitches they holla
Wanna do man under the covers
Beemer, Bentley or Hummer
Spring, winter or summer
Ring trap, where the runner?
Big strap, need another
Man to hold it up
Big bags, can't fold it
(Ooh, oh, she got)
Section, OHB, better notice
She got me blowin' trees like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba
Bounce to the beat like Shabba (Ayy)
Somethin' like Shabba
10 gold rings like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba
She got me rollin' through like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba, ayy
Ride in the Benz like Shabba (Oh)
Somethin' like Shabba
She got me blowin' trees like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba
Gwan go fuck up the beat like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba, ayy
Bounce to the beat like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba
Ear Drummers
Somethin' like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba, ayy
" Throwed "
Yeah, you know being from Virginia
Ha ha, I gotta go back to my roots
The whole go-go thing, DC, what's up? Ha ha
Virginia, y'all you know how we 'bout to do it
Ha, let's go, yes sir
Been sitting here for an hour talking
But we ain't saying nothing
I ain't even tripping, mama, that's cool (That's cool)
No better way to waste time than with you
Ain't that a trip 'cause usually I do my thing and I dip, oh
But she got me wanna stick around for the second show
Have her do her thang on the stage for me once more
And I'm like, oh
I can't wait for us to be alone, tell me
So tell me, tell me what you say, ma
We've been keeping it one hundred up to this far
So what you wanna do?
I'm tryna give it but I'm losing my cool for you
'Cause shorty got me thrown
Throwed off, lil' mama, she got me thrown, hey
Throwed off, lil' mama, she got me thrown, hey
Now I can't say all the things I wanna say
But that body is a problem for me
And I put shame on a man that walked away
But I'm glad he left you here for me, yeah
That's real 'cause usually I can't express how I feel, yeah
It's like I'm in my favorite scene on the movie screen
Diamond studded tee, crown holding my Spike Lee's
And I'm like, whoa-oh
I can't wait for us to be alone, tell me (Yeah, yeah)
So tell me, tell me what you say, ma (What you say?)
We've been keeping it one hundred up to this far (Oh, oh)
So what you wanna do?
I'm tryna give it but I'm losing my cool for you
(But you're taking it away, whoa, whoa)
'Cause shorty got me thrown
Throwed off, lil' mama, she got me thrown, hey (Yeah)
Throwed off, lil' mama, she got me thrown, hey (Ha, oh, hey!)
Girl, you got that knock (Knock), I hear it down the block (Block)
And if I get a chance, guaranteed I keep it hot
I gotta get you locked (Ho!), so, baby, pick your feet up (Hey)
Adjust my two-seater, holla if you hear me now
Girl, you got that knock (Knock), I hear it down the block (Oh)
And if I get a chance, guaranteed I keep it hot (Oh, yeah)
I gotta get you locked, so, baby, pick your feet up (Yeah)
Adjust my two-seater, holla if you hear me now
And I'm like, oh (Oh)
I can't wait for us to be alone, tell me
So tell me, tell me what you say, ma
We've been keeping it one hundred up to this far (Yes, we have, baby)
So what you wanna do? (Do)
I'm tryna give it but I'm losing my cool for you (I'm losing my cool for you)
'Cause shorty got me thrown
Throwed off, lil' mama, she got me thrown, hey
Throwed off, lil' mama, she got me thrown, hey (Whoa, whoa, oh)
Yes sir, ha ha, two up, two down
Holla at me, it's all about you
Ah, we out, let's go
Got me feeling like hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
" She Goin' Up "
Yeah, 500
You see
Huh, now usually I don't do this
But a nigga wanna trip, so I'ma take a nigga bitch
Yeah, got 200 on the dash
A couple hundreds in my pocket but my credit card rich
Huh, every night is somethin' different
I started poppin' pills with no prescription
24/7 on a mission
I'm the man with these bitches, if you watchin', pay attention
You shoulda left her in the kitchen
Now she cookin' up my mama favorite dishes
She used to kiss it for you, now she swallow me
Now she missin', got your nigga reminiscin'
Why you textin'? She complainin', you be stressin'
With your weak ass cuffin', said she feel like she arrested
I told her, "Do better," said she's open for suggestions
I said, "Come over to the crib and put your panties on my dresser"
And I don't really care
I know shit gon' hit the fan like a booty in the air
I'm with her, fuckin' up the sheets now
If your nigga bring his ass over here, he gettin' beat down
Pause, nigga, don't act like we boys
I bought a strap from a D-boy, my trap house got three floors
Better not fuck around with me, boy
That bullet wound gon' keloid, why you mad, nigga?
Got your girl goin' up (Goin' up)
Goin' up right now (Right now)
She be rockin' diamonds, fuckin' with designer (Yeah)
Red bottoms up right now (Right now)
Got a nigga mad 'cause she seen your bitch chose up, not you
Made her life brand new
And she actin' brand new (Brand new, nigga, yeah)
Your girl goin' up, she goin' up right now (Ha! Right now)
Pussy open, yours two doors (Woo)
Legs up like Aventador (Hmm)
Raw nigga, ha, to the core (Ha)
Money long, boy, broke niggas gon' snore
And I'm fresh out the store
I just bought it 'cause I'm bored
All up on the news in my new girl couture (Yeah)
They don't sell that at Nordstroms, imported, important
Tax out the border, the cash flow enormous
Dubai and endorsements, sources and foursomes
(Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
Got a bad bitch, so she tourin', I got money on my lap (Woo)
Pistol on my back (Yeah), steaks on my tab
Fuck you know about that? 500 hundred on the Lamb', yeah
Goin' up, yeah, I'm pourin' up
Uh, she took too much, now she throwin' up (Ah)
Came out the top and I'm blazin' (Huh!)
Worldwide, nigga, it's amazin'
Got your girl goin' up (Ah! Goin' up)
Goin' up right now (Woo, right now, yeah)
She be rockin' diamonds, fuckin' with designer (Yeah)
Red bottoms up right now (Right now)
Got a nigga mad 'cause she seen your bitch chose up, not you
Made her life brand new
And she actin' brand new (Brand new, nigga)
Your girl goin' up, she goin' up right now (Right now)
Screamin' loud, they gon' call the popos on us
She puttin' shit up her nose, she in love with the coco
Dámelo, that ass goin' loco
And I ain't gon' interrupt her dancin'
'Cause she turnin' up right now
Do your thing, we gon' party all night long, baby
I'ma do what he won't do
I bet he won't sing to you (Sing to you)
He don't even got a ring for you (No), I got you, girl
I'ma make you hit them notes, oh-oh, oh-oh
When I'm in and out, baby, don't let go
Hey, yeah, yeah
Got your girl goin' up (Goin' up)
Goin' up right now (Right now)
She be rockin' diamonds, fuckin' with designer (Oh-whoa, yeah)
Red bottoms up right now (Right now)
Got a nigga mad 'cause she seen your bitch chose up, not you
Made her life brand new
And she actin' brand new (Brand new, nigga)
Your girl goin' up, she goin' up right now (Right now)
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