Tekst piosenki
Chorus:
Dear me dear me dear dear me is they looking for me the last murder words
Verus:
Uh birth buy alethea raise buy the huslta/
Don’t lift weight but I go rum when it comes to that work American muscle/
Dark shades keep the hatters off me/
And the guap keep the bitches on me/
Gift like the day of Christmas /
à imma dog and my girl her explicit /
And they say i spit from my vains well vice verser i leave blood on ur outfit/
I’m such a young Ceo I’m all bout a dollar man they can’t coast with sherman they buns be wanting walk with sherman/
If u pimpin u know the game pimp holla/
I ball harder then any baller/
I say fuck ur sister and ur mother and throw up a mind finger to ur father/
And me on that papper harder then pen out the ink i go rude bets to believe the only trust her get is days on the bed animal pit fight I cruel her and figure/
And for u lame as dudes them my lines ring on ringers while catchin her in a mood swing im sumthin to they Virgina marry/
Ha
Two street signs forever will i remain that/
And I’m only 20 so Define me as rest on nife who is that now let’s bring air Jordan 9 on me in the usa/
Look her call me the money man got get money man/
I only see her when I want our relationship is a one stand/
Rep party on the beach her put it on I’m bang in that ass affliaied as them soldier over sea in the usa/
They say he got rhyme they say he got flow well her like Sherman whateva
These gossip groups call me/
Sherman up in here that’s shit they dint like/
Fuck with me wrong shugu night /
(stop beat) and them jurssjc guns give you a jussic straring role to the emergency room like chris pratt/
And imma.made man thats addictict to her smoking body and kitte cat /
And yea can’t you tell sr dont care /
Dark shades for the hater so i can’t see in my rear barely/
Keep it real with my swagger don’t jump the pass broom please sorry honey I been treasury department marry/
How sweet im going out im talking take care but now ain’t nuffun was the same/
And two pussy cherry o don’t speak on /
Im like fuck it and imma bad mother fucker the man of the year/
He denfinly ain’t in this world imma bout auto not rappin bitch and rappun bout bitch/
Imma killing like all mobster know i give out death wishes/
But let me get back business at hand /
A devil in a dress and if she sleeping on me i put put her fire out storm the weather make it rain on the ladies on camera action i cut with her to the marriot us call that booking but I bag her like macys uh
Chorus:
Dear me dear me dear me dear me is they looking for me the last murder words was
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