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" Sexy "
D.A. got that dope!
Sexy, tease me with your lingerie (Yeah)
Water drippin' on me
Do what you wanna do
Talk dirty
Look me in the eyes and say (Whoa)
Ooh, fuck me please
Sexy, sexy (Yeah)
Ooh, se-se-sexy
Fuck me please
Sexy, sexy
Ooh, se-se-sexy
Fuck me please (Oh)
Baby, you can live your whole life holdin' out (Out)
Let me pick you up and see if you could hold it down
Girl, I'm sorry 'cause I can't keep my hands to myself
A little more liquor, I'ma take off my pants and my belt (Ooh)
This droops (Woo), slaps (Woo), I'ma smack that ass (Yeah)
As rough as you want it, in the front or the back
It don't matter, you like it slow
Then go faster, we're rollin' on the floor, oh
It's only you and me, stuck with each other and I love it (Oh)
Girl, I'm gon' give my all, can't get rid of me yet
Put you on a plane, whenever you on a jet (Jet)
Snatch your rapper chain, whenever you need a check (Check)
You know you can come and stay when you fight and he upset
Ain't nothin' change, side nigga, I remain, I fuck with you because you're
Sexy (Sexy), tease me with your lingerie (Yeah, 'rie)
Water drippin' (On) on me (Mm)
Do what you wanna do
Talk dirty (Ooh whoa)
Look me in the eyes and say (Whoa)
Ooh, fuck me please
Sexy, sexy (Yeah)
Ooh, se-se-sexy
Fuck me please (Fuck me)
Sexy, sexy
Ooh, se-se-sexy
Fuck me please (Oh)
I'm throwin' more than a bag
Give me a sneak peek of that freakin'
Fuck me please
I'll have more in my pants
Give me a hand, girl, what you need?
Fuck me please
Pussy good, pussy splash, yeah, I want some more
Pussy super fantastic, set the bar
All these bitches that be shakin' that ass
Do it for the bag, let them all stress, baby, 'cause you're
Sexy (Sexy), tease me with your lingerie (Lingerie)
Water drippin' (Oh) on me (Ooh)
Do what you wanna do (Do)
Talk dirty (Talk dirty, look me)
Look me in the eyes and say (Oh, whoa)
Ooh, fuck me please (Woo-hoo)
Sexy, sexy (Sexy, yeah)
Ooh, se-se-sexy
Fuck me please (Sexy)
Sexy, sexy
Ooh, se-se-sexy
Fuck me please
I remember nights, I was cold and had no sleep
I was boostin' bikes, .22 under the fleece (Woo)
Mama said I had a gift, if I ever want to be something
But I do this shit so she won't ever need nothing
No more payments or laborin', I'm tryna move up
Rentin' you crazy apartments just to show my love
And appreciation, 'cause you only get one wifey and I'm thankful
And this life I lead is dangerous
Sexy, tease me with your lingerie (Hey)
Water drippin' on me (Mm)
Do what you wanna do
Talk dirty
Look me in the eyes and say (Whoa)
Ooh, fuck me please
Sexy, sexy (Woo)
Ooh, se-se-sexy
Fuck me please
Sexy, sexy
Ooh, se-se-sexy
Fuck me please
Oh
" Love More "
'Til we get it
I'ma get it
'Til we get it
'Til we get it
I'ma get it
'Til we get it
You say all you need is consistent love
When I try, I swear it's never enough, I messed up
Maybe this thing here just ain't meant for us
Baby, you let go and I pull you back
I let go, you ain't havin' that
We do it like rock stars (Oh)
Sexin' in my hotel room and we so loud
Higher than a smoke cloud (Oh)
Shades on, doin' 95 with the top down
I might sound crazy (Oh)
'Cause we be goin' back and forth
One minute I hate you, then I love you
That's how it is
'Til we get it right we gon' fuck some more
'Til we get it, I'ma get it
I'ma get it, 'til we get it, 'til we get it
'Til we get it right we gon' fuck some more
I'ma get it, I'ma get it
'Til we get it, 'til we get it, I'ma get it (Turn up)
Why is it all so complicated?
Baby, this should be simple, it's drivin' me mental
But when you back it up, it really drives me crazy
And you know what I'm into
Make me forget what we arguin' about, ayy
We do it like rock stars (Oh)
Sexin' in my hotel room and we so loud
Higher than a smoke cloud (Oh)
Shades on, doin' 95 with the top down
I might sound crazy (Oh)
'Cause we be goin' back and forth
One minute I hate you, then I love you
That's how it is
'Til we get it right we gon' fuck some more (Oh no)
'Til we get it, I'ma get it
I'ma get it (Ayy), 'til we get it, 'til we get it (We get it right)
'Til we get it right we gon' fuck some more (More)
I'ma get it, I'ma get it
'Til we get it (Yeah), 'til we get it, I'ma get it (Yo, turn up)
He don't know me but he settin' up to blow me, uh
Said my Twitter picture 'mind him of Naomi, uh
On the low, I used to holla at his homie, uh
Fuck it, now I'm 'bout to ride him like a pony, yeah
Okay, thug prolly, yo, come polly
He wanna fuck a bad Dolly and pop Molly
I hope your pockets got a motherfuckin' pot belly
Or is it that you never ball? John Salley
He had the Rolls in the Royce, the tone in his voice
Don't want a good girl, naw, hoes is his choice
D-D-Dick on H, p-p-p-pussy on W
Mouth on open, a-a-ass on smother you
A-A-Ass on the cover too, Elle Magazine
Vroom, vroom, vroom, get gasoline
Could I be your wife? Naw, we could bang though
I got these niggas whipped, call me Django (If we)
'Til we get it right we gon' fuck some more (Oh-oh)
'Til we get it, I'ma get it
I'ma get it (I'ma get it), 'til we get it, 'til we get it
'Til we get it right we gon' fuck some more (Some more)
I'ma get it, I'ma get it
'Til we get it (Yeah, yeah, yeah), 'til we get it, I'ma get it
" This Way "
You know I been out here doing me
Like I said I would
Every night I lay with two or three
Got me feeling good
Didn't want it to be over when you told me it was over
Baby, now I'm getting under somebody
All I wanted was to know love, now these hoes ain't getting no love
I'm just sitting tryna pour up and party
Baby, you made me this way
I got you to thank, I got you to thank
Baby, you made me this way
I got you to thank 'cause I'm not the same, no
Uh huh, baby, uh huh, yeah, yeah
You made me this way, no
Uh huh, baby, uh huh, yeah, yeah
You make me this way
This ain't what I thought I wanted, babe (oh, whoa)
Until you were gone, yeah (until you were gone)
I'd be crazy to ever complain (yeah, don't, baby)
'Cause I don't sleep alone, baby ('cause I don't sleep alone)
Baby, didn't want it to be over when you told me it was over (didn't want it to be, when you told me it was)
Baby, now I'm getting under somebody (baby, now I'm getting, yeah, somebody)
All I wanted was to know love, now these hoes ain't getting no love (know love, no love)
I'm just sitting tryna pour up and party (pour up and party)
Baby, you made me this way (I got you)
I got you to thank, I got you to thank (huh, you)
Baby, you made me this way (baby, you made me this way)
I got you to thank 'cause I'm not the same, no (same)
Uh huh, baby, uh huh, yeah, yeah
You made me this way, no (girl, no)
Uh huh, baby, uh huh, yeah, yeah (uh huh, baby, uh huh)
Baby, you make me this way (you make me this way)
Pull up, pull up here with dutty shottas
You whine, you whine, it don't really matter
It happens all the time, it don't matter
Mi love the way she whine, I feel better
Oh, na-na-na-na-no, let me kiss the punani, baby (baby)
Feel better, ooh baby, got a broken heart (baby)
Hey lil mama, what's up? She say she just wanna go out
Singing, baby, we rumpa, let her go, let her go, aw yeah
She got the young brother messed up, and I can't leave this girl alone (young brother messed up)
Yeah, baby, you made me
Baby, you made me this way (I got you to thank, baby)
I got you to thank, I got you to thank (you, oh whoa)
Baby, you made me this way (baby, baby, you made me this way)
I got you to thank 'cause I'm not the same, no (it's all you, yeah)
Uh huh, baby, uh huh, yeah, yeah (baby)
Oh, you made me this way (aw yeah)
Uh huh, baby, uh huh, yeah, yeah (uh huh, baby)
Uh huh, baby, uh huh, yeah, yeah
Uh huh, baby, uh huh, yeah, yeah
Uh huh, baby, uh huh, yeah, yeah
" Ayo (IamSu! Remix) "
I need you [8x]
Hbk the gang
Nothin' like these other lames
Flow hot, bet I get her wet like the summer rain
Gold teeth, wrist and chain
Brand new everything
You got what it take to hang with the Sudi Mane
They wanna know where I been, what I'm into
Keep a new pair everyday like a gym shoe
You can't stop us, don't even attempt to
Rap tight, plus the beat slap like a pimp do
Uh, when she with you she wanna check her phone
Lemme be the Doc, lemme run and check up on her
Game tight like I mack, tell her check the tone
Weed loud in the crowd like a megaphone
Yeah, on stage they be beggin' for me
Tell lil' baby no panties under leggings for me
So I could see her shake that ass
I'ma teach her how to flip that [?]
We poppin' like ayo
All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down
Screaming like ayo
I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around
Fuck 'em both like ayo
I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home
We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo
But don't be acting like I need you
Ah! Aye babe this my new shit
I'm the black Richie Rich with the roof missing
If it don't make dollars it don't make sense
Z, wake up like I gotta get it
And I got a engine for a trunk space
I get money three ways, fucking bitches three ways
7 different foreigns plus she no hablé
But I make that bitch walk with some cheesecake
Yeah, I'm the coldest nigga, icy
Looking in the mirror like I wish I could be me
She too into me, I'm more into money
My hobby's her body, that pussy's my lobby
I'mma eat it, I'mma eat it
I don't lie, hold my dick, too conceited
Uh, told her she's my wife for the weekend
But don't be acting like I need you cause we poppin' like
We poppin' like ayo
All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down
Screaming like ayo
I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around
Fuck 'em both like ayo
I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home
We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo
But don't be acting like I need you
I'm in a Royce, you don't roll right
My chain shine brighter than a strobe light
I'm tryna fuck Coco, this don't concern Ice
If I motorboat, she gon' motorbike
A nigga ain't worried about nothin'
Rehabilitation just had me worried about fucking
Money, decision-making only worried about stunting
She worried about me, her nigga worried about cuffing
I wanna see her body (body)
She said get inside of me
I wanna feel you baby (yeah)
Just bring the animal right out of me
We loving, she love it
Especially when I go down on her
Now we fucking, she thugging
Getting loud (cause we poppin' like)
We poppin' like ayo
All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down
Screaming like ayo
I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around
Fuck 'em both like ayo
I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home
We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo
But don't be acting like I need you
Huh, look, alright
Now I can spot your bitch from a mile away
Valentine in that pussy, it's a holiday
(Uh, you losing money, I windmills Dr. J
She going to follow my lead, Simon Says)
Paper, paper, I'm riding scrapers in California
Car smelling like ammonia, we got that stank on us
(Never been an outcast that stank on ya
From the ghetto but my bitch like Apollonia)
We in the hood, tatted like a Mexican
Car too fast, give a fuck about pedestrians
(And my section less niggas, more lesbians)
Got your bitch, I'm that nigga
(Yeah we poppin' like)
We poppin' like ayo
All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down
Screaming like ayo
I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around
Fuck 'em both like ayo
I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home
We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo
But don't be acting like I need you
This that fly shit, King shit only
Drop top, no roof – ah!
" Real Hip Hop #4 "
Hahaha, right
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
I hear 'em talkin' 'bout this
Can't fight the feeling
Hahaha, haha
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Leggo, look, haha
Can't fight the feeling
Do you think I give a **** what you think about me?
I got my chin up, brother walkin' properly
Almost off them papers so no coppers bother me
Fuck walkin' on eggshells, Father, help me please
I'm duckin' slugs, I'm in higher water so they leech
You got the game effed up, but it's all G
I choose it 'cause this music's therapeutic to my brain cells
And when I'm stupid, yeah, I lose it, I don't think well
Yeah, and for this moolah, I'm a Road Runner
You can't stop the party, boy, you won't fuck my fun up
Might just have to call them boys, then they gonna run up
Pretty little facelift, yeah, you gettin' done up
I light a candle for the homies that's history
You light a candle just to save electricity
Let me calm down, I don't wanna get tazed
I just bought this outfit and these shades
I'm ballin' hard, nigga, hit that replay
And all my haters die slow and decay
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Haha, look, haha, leggo
Can't fight the feeling
Give me four quarters and a few Vitamin Waters
I guess to win in this game I just gotta fuck reporters
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
A nigga somersault, naw, it's not what the doctor ordered
Red shots is on your forehead
Can't fight the feeling
Block up, they recordin'
Now I'm on the West Coast ridin' in that low-low
With a couple killers who be hidin' from the popo
Know they got the best smoke, feel like you in slow-mo
But I don't smoke that shit so no, that weren't no promo
V.A. yeah, we hard, bitch
'Cause everywhere I go, I feel like I'm a target
I'm a star, you just start shit
Superhero switchin' fists like I'm Clark Kent
Yeah
Superman that ho
Check, look
See the waitress makin' double, I guess you can say I'm tipsy
I'm all about my hustle like my first name Nipsey
Breezy brought me on, so I be wherever Chris be
I'm the next to blow, believe it or not, Ripley's
Biggest thing in L.A., how can you miss me?
Tell the bank teller keep them hundreds extra crispy
Cash rules everythin' around me
I see your mouth movin' but you ain't really sayin' shit like the lip-sync
A lot of chicks on my teams so they call me coach
My dick game got them buggin', call it cockroach
How you fly as me? I don't fly coach
Nigga, I'm sick so when I spit it's fuckin' gross
That's dope, huh, nigga, that's dope
Iced in the bitch but I ain't never seen the slopes
Californication, I'm reppin' the West Coast
East Side, young niggers, my cousins are straight Locs
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Haha
Can't fight the feeling
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Can't fight the feeling