C O N F E S S I O N S, P T. I I I

Thick girl lover, fuckin up the summer Runnin up these commas, cop it if you want it Daddy was a runner, momma kept her covered Cuff her, but don't trust her My confessions, like I'm Usher I don't love you, but I wanna I know I f*ck you when I wanna No you cannot see me, best believe me, Stevie Wonder You know how I'm coming, young nigga on the come up Can't get caught up witcha, gotta keep it undercover Niggas woke on me, they was sleeping under covers Got niggas who ain't blood, but I treat em like we brothers Run yo mouth, better run you up some numbers You turnin' up, can you turn it down a bit Been at your crib, that's too many hours spent These bitches fake, I can't do no counterfeit Making you bae, baby don't you count on it Unless you got your legs and your mouth wrapped around my dick Can you pose for a bit? You think you niggas up? You don't want smoke with the kid You think you niggas up? We put the O's in the zip Shawty wanna cuff, but it's too many hoes in the vip Thick girl lover, fuckin up the summer Runnin up these commas, cop it if you want it Daddy was a runner, momma kept her covered Cuff her, but don't trust her My confessions, like I'm Usher I don't love you, but I wanna I know I f*ck you when I wanna No you cannot see me, best believe me, Stevie Wonder You know how I'm coming, young nigga on the come up Can't get caught up witcha, gotta