[Verse 1] Pops was an addict Moms was an addict Auntie still is Palm tree still there Palm beach still here Even though niggas blackball The rap luke wars I'm back with a black new charge 22 inches on the 6 I ain't talking about my dick I'm talking about a, hit Motion picture shit That'll never reach the peak Real meechy We don't need sheets We don't need, sleep Baby I could beat it till the sun up Till you cum nuff Do it to your love come down Ouu you make my love Fiends love to taste my drugs Dropped PD, 1,2,3 plus many many more My pinky 75, not a penny more Grand Cru the Henny or Clico, first class trips to Montigo She said
[Hook] I'm lonely Read me a bedtime story I need you Max to come hold me I need you to make me moan (I'm burning it up, I'm turning it up, I'm burning it up) We gonna freshen your life, baby killin' it right now
[Verse 2] 25 no women, no kids On parole, no where else to go No where else that I could live Place a bid for the biggavell He always wanna work And plus you get your money's worth Watch the tummy turn When I plant wet kisses on your neck Very gently Peel off in the bentley Friendly Max why you fuck me like that Nigga that's milf That pussy I'mma mash it up Smack it up Mi nah wan eat it Mi jus wan beat it Her mouth get wet like a parapalegic We don't cross no more We carry beneath it When I used to pitch the coke, I cheat-ed They freaked it Preach it, speak that shit Biggavell You always talk the deep shit You always talk that Street shit That the real niggas love the ride to That they love to die to Chyeah!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
