fall Should of stripped her down, and made the world a mess for her Never thought she could be this way Could of stripped her down, and fucked the world all up for her
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Traduzione: Freddo. Strip Her Down.
even fall Should of stripped her down, and made the world a mess for her Never thought she could be this way Could of stripped her down, and fucked the world all up for her
looked sweet by the lakeside she was going to her friends to go on a bike ride so we went , we rode, she bent my pole, met her a minute ago now this
approach us We in the club with the pokers, steppin' in Gucci loafers Stuntin' in testerosous, down in front with the vultures My clique be the coldest
Yacht sippin', sippin' Dope crack that's going in the strip clubs tippin' MJG ah, P.I.M.P. ah Fuck a blind date, oh no, I got to see her The new millennium
racist hit their high I spy a toddler on the corner with her bubbles and her dipstick I witness the fusion of her breath and her amusement And it killed
the blue dress Body screaming caress Took her to the rest Lay her body down on my nest It's deep in the this game Why she got my name on her chest [Hook
Pucker and Bacardi light Get it nice then fuck her on the Harley bike Get it right, she chose to expose her life No proposal, she social but cold as ice
the gus and you can strip for me [Chorus] [Verse 5] (Mr. G): Hit the club Telly shots of Tequila With my mija Shake her pocita And her falquita Lo
' a throwback seventy six, I got grand from eighty seven Ya bitch nigga always said I'd be rich The fans hit dead at the strip I still get executive chips
C-Bo] A 'Lac, front, back, man, I wish I had it In a brim, Rolex down wit a automatic I be the shit, pimpin hoes from Cali to Louisville Strip em for
strip, stripping a nigga no different so we hold the heat though smash on the bitch brains looking like meatloaf the hoe know me close she lying, Leo's pedigree and swag is so cold
the bitch I gave her my number with the code 0-6 I told her to call when the nights get cold And maybe she can ride on the three times gold Game much colder
wig, nice tits, ass the size that I dig Asked her the name, one way to approach her See she had game, she needed me to coach her Expose her to some paper
neutron Common, I ain't scared of no nigga Common: I persue sound fairs, relaxed like Dru Down's hair Other nigga's rhymes are like gang signs, I throw down
