c. arti$t proof (feat. hunni) şarkı sözleri

I need love More than you Always had a lot to say She told me either do me right Or nigga stay away Look baby mama Save that drama for another day She said bitch go and grab your game Cause I ain't nothin to play Nothin to play Feel I got a lot to lose She said you're fucking me so deep I got a lot to prove Can't see no nigga walk a mile Up in these Jordan shoes They said just aim up for the stars And you might touch the moon Touch the moon Feel I got a lot to lose She said you're fucking me so deep I got a lot to prove Can't see no nigga walk a mile Up in these Jordan shoes They told me aim up for the stars And you might touch the moon Touch the moon Feel I got a lot to do At least before I leave this earth Know I ain't bullet proof I've seen some niggas tote that iron And they still make the news Don't need my mama out here crying Cause I ain't fucking shoot Police out here don't make it safe So ain't no need to call the law Go head and demonstrate Can't let nobody play with nothing Where my family lay So Lord I pray this nine don't jam And hope my aim is straight Aim is straight Told him not to show it Don't pull it unless you've got to That desert eagle flying Bitch clamp it like it's a lobster I know they think we lying But I'm firing this dirty chopper I hope the car I passed Sure ain't a cop car Feel I got a lot to lose She said you're fucking me so deep I got a lot to prove Can't see no nigga walk a mile in Up in these Jordan shoes They said just aim up for the stars And you might touch the moon Touch the moon Feel I got a lot to lose She said you're fucking me so deep I got a lot to prove Can't see no nigga walk a mile in Up in these Jordan shoes They said just aim up for the stars And you might touch the moon Touch the moon All those times I cried All those sleepless nights Should I stay or go Can't make up my mind When I had walked out Ain't put up a fight On that late night creep But text me good night Tapped in back to savage season Streets is calling Can't t leave them ringing Cut him off Give him no reason Be damned if a f*ck boy Think I need him More ass than a little bit Walked in and you bitches irrelevant He a Saint and I'm devilish Bout drowned in my ocean Better learn to swim yea New nigga keep me lit Fendi handbags and Elsa by wrist See no haters in my Bentley tint Never no smudge on my Prada lens Swear he got me caught Up in the rapture Bust down in the car I think you past us Ain't know you had your life to lose You lost the baddest bitch And now you see the proof Ya hoe can't even walk the stairs In my new Prada boots Ain't no shooting for the stars nigga I'll aim at you spray up the coupe Ain know you had your life to lose You lost the baddest bitch And now you see the proof Ya hoe can't even walk the stairs In my new Prada boots Ain't no shooting for the stars nigga I'll aim at you spray up the coupe Aim at you Spray up the coupe Nigga it's you Desert eagle flying Bitch clamp it like it's a lobster Know they think we lying But I'm firing this dirty chopper
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