D ROSE (feat. Chris Paine)

You said that we was running out of time Now I'm too faded, I be high past time Baby girl you trippin why you blowing up my line? Now it's on to the next, on to the next Baby girl you a hoe Feining for some more When I'm locked up in the stu, girl you know I'm on go Got me feining for your love, feel like I be snorting blow Ballin like I'm D Rose, no I never fold Now it's on to the next On to the next Baby girl you a hoe Why you always trinna flex? Damn my ex hit my phone, put my bitch on check Ima beat up that lil pussy, then I take her to da bank And my bitch so bad, she be givin all that neck She gon f*ck on my nigga, she gon f*ck for a check Why these niggas talkin shit? when they know that I'm the best! Fuckin all yo bitches nigga, you don't know who to press! Who to press baby! I be high all the time baby I be feining for your love baby When I look into those eyes when I eat you up The way you fuckin like it baby And they keep talking that shit, I'm gon hit em with that one two Like I'm Bruce Lee Baby girl this who I am, this how life supposed to be It's crazy how the time flies, and you still stuck up in my mind... You said that we was running out of time Now I'm too faded, I be high past time Baby girl you trippin why you blowing up my line? Now it's on to the next, on to the next Baby girl you a hoe Feining for some more When I'm locked up in the stu, girl you know I'm on go Got me feining for your love, feel like I be snorting blow Ballin like I'm D Rose, no I never fold Now it's on to the next On to the next...