*Kid pov*
I think its time to ask Baby do she want to be mi ride or die chick, i mean i can see her in tha trap jux orderin niggas an shit lol..
'Im a outlaw,gotta outlaw chick
'Bump in Tupac,on my outlaw shit
'Matchin tatts,Ink don't come off
'Even if rings come off,and things ring of
'May nails get dirty,my past ain't pretty
'My lady is,my Mercedes is
'My baby moma harder than a lot of u nigga
'Keep it 100 hit the lottery nigga
'You ain't bout that life,ain't gotta lie to me nigga
'You know its till death,I hope its obvious nigga
'Cross the line,then speak about mine
'Imma wave at tech,imma geek about mine
'Touch a nigga where his rib at,I click clat
'Push ya mu'fuckin wig back,I did that
'I been wildin since the a juvie
'She was a good girl,till she knew meh
'Now she's in tha trap buss'n U'es
Screamin....
That song reminds me of her man I want er Thang with her.Till the end you be ma....
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NEW AN INPROVED (phat girl)
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