My Neck, my back Lick my pussy and my crack, My Neck, my back Lick my pussy and my crack My Neck, my back Lick my pussy and my crack My Neck, my
it real If you livin' like thugs, I spit kisses and hugs like forty five slugs Come back on the run and kiss my love gun Got a look that'll kill, voice
my mold up, rest inside Ink spills on paper, paper spells my blood. Ink spills on paper, paper spells my blood. The hair on the back of your neck stands
world is my world (Your world) And my fight is your fight (My fight) My breath is your breath And your heart (and now I've got my) Chorus: One love (
couldn't get much worse You're a broken bird and we all know We can win you over With just a kiss on the neck (Kiss on the neck) Ooh You're the sweetest
who is this chick that you think's all that trynna steal you away but i ain't havin' that i'ma put my foot down on homegirl's neck to make her see
something awful just like kisses on the neck of "just friends" We're the kids who feel like dead ends And I want to be known for my hits, not just my
it in the mornin' when I'm wakin' up (come on) Like peach cobbler in my stomach when I eat it up (come on) Got your legs around my neck so I can't get
to Phantom, vehicles for high rollers The studded chain around my neck, it makes the night colder Nigga, what? From my voice I'm killin' 'em I shed my
, I'm richer bitch I got a brand new flow, man, soul cleansed Got a brand new soul, man 'Cause lightnin' struck my plane's wings and energized my things
Above while: [Puffy] I'm just trying to get my money, right Don't fuck wit my money I won't fuck wit your money If you fuck with my money I make you
ditch we ride Yo, yo, yo, it's your hide Grab the rope and yell rawhide Front line is pussy, call off sides I'm focus but my hand is cross-eyed I left my
But I'm hurtin' while I'm with you (And another one) And though my heart can't take no more I can't keep runnin' back to you See, my days are cold without
to back To my people in the world, where the fuck you at? Where my niggaz is at? Where my niggaz is at? Where the fuck my bitches at? Where my bitches
shit from front to back To my people in the world, where the fuck you at? Where my niggaz is at? Where my niggaz is at? Where the fuck my bitches at? Where my
you know I can't get enough Wanna taste it in the morning when I'm wakin' up Like peach cobbler in my stomach when I eat it up Got your arms around my neck
s a big chance, big pants Might guard him with my man's a type barber Better learn quick, 'cause my clique don't argue You ain't my crew, then who are
of women that's shakin' it to it While I'm takin' you through it, no mistakin' my crew is Flipmode baby! Got you actin' all stupid Now I'm back in the