Lyrics: He said he came from Jamaica He owned a couple acres A couple fake visas 'cause he never got his papers Gave up on love, fucking with them heart breakers But he was gettin' money with the movers and the shakers He was mixed with a couple things Ball like a couple rings Bricks in the condo and grams to sing-sing Left arm, baby, mother tatted Five year bid up north when they ratted Anyway, I felt him, helped him, put him on lock, seat belt him Took him out to Belgium, welcome! Bitches this pretty, that's seldom This box better than the box he was held in I'ma-I'ma momma Dee in that order I call him, "Daddy like daughters" He like it when I get drunk But I like it when he be sober That's top of the toppa I never fuck with beginners I let him play with my pussy Then lick it off of his fingers I'm in the zone They holler at me, but it's you You, this ain't high school Me and my crew, we can slide through Give it to you whenever you want Put it wherever you want Baby, it's yours Anywhere, everywhere Baby, it's your world, ain't it? (Alright) Baby, it's your world, ain't it? (Uh) She got a nigga at home And one on the side Best friend is a dyke They fucked around a few times Her and her momma alike So all they do is fight I tell her make me some money She tell me, "Make me a wife" I tell her, "Bitch, you crazy, fuck wrong with you?" And excuse my French, but I'm a long kisser And then she try to tell me I'm the only one that's hittin' And I say, "What about them niggas?" She say, "What about them niggas?" You right, what you doing tonight? Put on something tight Don't judge me, I get life She love me like a brother But fuck me like a husband Pussy like a oven Too hot to put my tongue in All I had to do is rub it The genie out the bottle Pussy so wet I'ma need goggles She tell me that's it's mine I tell her stop lyin' Mine and who else? She say worry 'bout yourself Lil Tune They holler at me, but it's you You, this ain't high school Me and my crew, we can slide through Give it to you whenever you want Put it wherever you want Baby, it's yours Anywhere, everywhere Baby, it's your world, ain't it? Baby, it's your world, ain't it? I know you want it, boy I see you tryin' Just keep on pushin' I'ma let you slide in Just close your eyes and This horizon It's ready, come get you some Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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Lyrics:
He said he came from Jamaica
He owned a couple acres
A couple fake visas 'cause he never got his papers
Gave up on love, fucking with them heart breakers
But he was gettin' money with the movers and the shakers
He was mixed with a couple things
Ball like a couple rings
Bricks in the condo and grams to sing-sing
Left arm, baby, mother tatted
Five year bid up north when they ratted
Anyway, I felt him, helped him, put him on lock, seat belt him
Took him out to Belgium, welcome!
Bitches this pretty, that's seldom
This box better than the box he was held in
I'ma-I'ma momma Dee in that order
I call him, "Daddy like daughters"
He like it when I get drunk
But I like it when he be sober
That's top of the toppa
I never fuck with beginners
I let him play with my pussy
Then lick it off of his fingers
I'm in the zone
They holler at me, but it's you
You, this ain't high school
Me and my crew, we can slide through
Give it to you whenever you want
Put it wherever you want
Baby, it's yours
Anywhere, everywhere
Baby, it's your world, ain't it? (Alright)
Baby, it's your world, ain't it? (Uh)
She got a nigga at home
And one on the side
Best friend is a dyke
They fucked around a few times
Her and her momma alike
So all they do is fight
I tell her make me some money
She tell me, "Make me a wife"
I tell her, "Bitch, you crazy, fuck wrong with you?"
And excuse my French, but I'm a long kisser
And then she try to tell me I'm the only one that's hittin'
And I say, "What about them niggas?"
She say, "What about them niggas?"
You right, what you doing tonight?
Put on something tight
Don't judge me, I get life
She love me like a brother
But fuck me like a husband
Pussy like a oven
Too hot to put my tongue in
All I had to do is rub it
The genie out the bottle
Pussy so wet
I'ma need goggles
She tell me that's it's mine
I tell her stop lyin'
Mine and who else?
She say worry 'bout yourself
Lil Tune
They holler at me, but it's you
You, this ain't high school
Me and my crew, we can slide through
Give it to you whenever you want
Put it wherever you want
Baby, it's yours
Anywhere, everywhere
Baby, it's your world, ain't it?
Baby, it's your world, ain't it?
I know you want it, boy
I see you tryin'
Just keep on pushin'
I'ma let you slide in
Just close your eyes and
This horizon
It's ready, come get you some
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Perfeito😍