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(DJ Kidd, this a hit for sure) (Kannon with the hits, homie) NLE the Top Shotta Yeah, ayy, ayy I want some vibes, I want some love tonight I wanna get high, roll the drugs tight I'm lookin' for a wife, just board the flight Ignore the hype, I'm really nice, I might just be your type You so right, somethin' to fight for, I'ma cherish for life You know you had some dark days, I'm just tryin' to be your light Give you a shoulder to lean on Somethin' you can fiend on Might put your name up in my song Protect your heart, it's crucial, it might leave your soul damaged Niggas wanna miss you, just wan' get up in your panties I really care 'bout what you sayin' and I like your standards Give me everything I need to grow and man up Ayy, I need a gangster bitch, I like that gangster shit She like this gangster dick, she say she can't resist You know I'm baggin' bitches, but its somethin' 'bout you that's different Lookin' at you, I'm just imagin' me kissing and rippin' Put it all in your soul, put it all in your throat Is this really what you want? Babygirl, let me know First off, you not a bitch, you a woman Letras de cancionesWoah-woah, woah-woah, woah-woah Is you with me for my money or your wants? If them days ain't turnin' sunny, can I call on you? I tend to push away the people that I love I know I'm sent from above 'cause your pain, you had enough I want some vibes, I want some love tonight I wanna get high, roll the drugs tight I'm lookin' for a wife, just board the flight Ignore the hype, I'm really nice, I might just be your type You so right, somethin' to fight for, I'ma cherish for life You know you had some dark days, I'm just tryin' to be your light Give you a shoulder to lean on Somethin' you can fiend on Might put your name up in my song Ayy, hold my Glock, ma, don't you see these niggas lookin'? The AR in the car, if I pop it off, are you pullin'? She tell me chill, she know I'm quick to show I ain't no pussy I tell her shut up, just make sure in your chamber a bullet Need you to shoot with me, slang for me Up with me and bang with me Smoke some dope and hang with me Let's talk about our first degree But we ain't gotta do that, bae, that's just if it come to that Show you how to hold it when they come and then where to shoot at Listen to me 'cause I feel I been here before Problems can be revoked if you slow it down and play it cool But you bad, mama, you bent the rules Got a fat, ma, don't know what to do with you Ayy, ayy, ayy, woah-woah Throw some some blue strips on her while she slide on my pole Stripper behind closed doors, but, bae, you not a ho Just make sure that I'm the only nigga that's gon' see the view Put it all in your soul, put it all in your throat Is this really what you want? Babygirl, let me know First off, you not a bitch, you a woman Woah-woah, woah-woah, woah-woah Is you with me for my money or your wants? If them days ain't turnin' sunny, can I call on you? I tend to push away the people that I love I know I'm sent from above 'cause your pain, you had enough Since your pain, you had enough NLE the Top Shotta Got the bombs like Al-Qaeda Come on, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Brr From Letras Mania