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| Song: | Open Yo Eyes |
| Album: | Slum Lords 2 | Genres: | |
| Year: | | Length: | 0 sec |
Lyricist: K Camp
Lyrics:
Oh, oh, oh (Ayy, Genius, give 'em that flood, fool) Skrrt, skrrt (MusicMajorX)
Ayy, I been shootin' dice all day, lil' shawty You ain't gotta keep callin' Heard he poppin' shit, baby, he ain't really 'bout it Baby, he ain't really 'bout it I just wanna know, wanna know if you a rider You ain't gotta lie, I won't tell nobody I'ma keep quiet Shawty, I'ma keep quiet Playin' with them bands got you playin' both sides Baby, open your eyes I'm a real nigga, baby, I'ma keep quiet Baby, open your eyes I'm a real nigga, baby, I'ma keep quiet
Ayy, I'm a real nigga, baby, I'ma stay solid Every where I go I gotta tote a Glock forty I don't want no beef with them boys, they informants In a tee and some Jordans I know these niggas don't like me and shit But that's on me, they won't try me and shit If I go down will you write me and shit? Do you like me and shit? I'm pullin' up anytime about you Like how you look, I be starin' at you I'll turn you up, I'll put red on your shoe You look right in them Loub's Ain't never lonely, I stay with it on me Kiss on your body, I know that you want it Can you love me at the same be my homie? Never let a nigga play with you and I'm on it And you stay right there Now I got racks and you still right there I went to Cali two times on a flight Might get a crib out there Hold me so tight 'cause it's real outchea' Don't give a damn how they feel 'bout you Ain't gotta cap 'bout a damn thing shawty I'ma keep it trill 'bout you Might do a hundred on the highway tryna get to you Ain't stoppin' for no cars, I swear Got into it with some lil' niggas 'round the way Had to look both sides, my lil' shawty right there I know sometimes I act like I don't care But you know that I'ma ride for you, girl I'll get up there right in front of the judge Don't care 'bout that time when you lied for me girl Nan' ho better get wrong with lil' shawty I tote that fire for you, girl I been gettin' money all day with my woes Ain't nobody tryin' you, girl
Ain't nobody tryin' you, girl Ain't nobody tryin' you, girl Ain't nobody tryin' you, girl Ain't nobody tryin' you, girl
You a real one and I peeped that shit Might let you meet my bitch You know a young nigga like to creep and shit But you the one I creep with Sex in the morning Put this dick in while you yawnin' She say she like my performance Kissin' what's under your garments I know it ain't easy To deal with a nigga like me She said, 'Baby, please me' The way you talk you can be wifey Yeah, I know your ex ain't nothin' like me I'm a real nigga and my life pricey I swear these ratchet hoes don't excite me Got stripes like Adidas, checks like Nike Girl, open your eyes Don't be surprised It's a reason why we linked up, girl This a blessing in disguise
Ayy, I been shootin' dice all day, lil' shawty You ain't gotta keep callin' Heard he poppin' shit, baby, he ain't really 'bout it Baby, he ain't really 'bout it I just wanna know, wanna know if you a rider You ain't gotta lie, I won't tell nobody I'ma keep quiet Shawty, I'ma keep quiet Playin' with them bands got you playin' both sides Baby, open your eyes I'm a real nigga, baby, I'ma keep quiet Baby, open your eyes I'm a real nigga, baby, I'ma keep quiet
Oh, oh, oh (MusicMajorX)
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