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100k, remain solid I'm sorry, won't right my wrongs Mama, please don't you cry, I'm sorry I just caught some time, I'll be home soon It won't be long, I promise I will be okay, just wipe those Tears off of your face, I'm sorry I won't right my wrongs, I'm guilty Lord, have mercy, please forgive me Mama, please don't you cry, I'm sorry One hundred and forty-five days, I'm counting Tryna hold on but the time goes slowly Two hundred and twenty-five ice cold showers Hurricane hit my cell, ain't get no power Tryna walk a narrow straight path is a battle Kinda hard to walk when you're chained in shackles My soul bleeds through these four walls My heart aches after phone calls Mama, please don't you cry, I'm sorry I just caught some time, I'll be home soon It won't be long, I promise I will be okay, just wipe those Tears off of your face, I'm sorry I won't right my wrongs, I'm guilty Lord, have mercy, please forgive me Mama, please don't you cry, I'm sorry Give you my heart that's filled with pain, give me my freedom Take off these shackles, they hurt my hands, let me go home Cold shower, cold bath, cold food, cold slab Only makes a cold heart Cold shower, cold slab, cold food, cold bath Only makes a cold Mama, please don't you cry, I'm sorry I just caught some time, I'll be home soon It won't be long, I promise I will be okay, just wipe those Tears off of your face, I'm sorry I won't right my wrongs, I'm guilty Lord, have mercy, please forgive me Mama, please don't you cry, I'm sorry Mama, please don't you cry, I'm sorry Barbed wire, best friend became the barbed wire Chains broken by the barbed wire Tears dropping from the barbed wire (Barbed wire, falling down, barbed wire) Cold shower, cold slab, cold food, cold bath (yeah, falling down) Only makes a cold heart
LYRICS: Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh yeah I want you all to myself You don't need nobody else I want you all to myself, I swear, yeah Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm selfish, I want you all to myself, I swear You don't need nobody else, I swear I want you all to myself, because I'm selfish, yeah I want you all to myself, I swear You don't need nobody else, I swear I want you all to myself, I swear, I'm selfish I want you all to myself, I swear You don't need nobody else, I swear I want you all to myself, because I'm selfish, yeah I want you all to myself, I swear You don't need nobody else I want you all to myself Now, that I gotcha here, girl I ain't gon' play with you Because there's a lot of things That I wanna say to you Girl, you know, you the shit Balenciagas on ya kicks (woo!) Niggas all on your dick But we ain't gon' trip 'Cause I'm not ready for no commitments, nah, nah But I swear I hate seeing you with them, yeah, yeah And I know, you ain't tryna control me And I know, you're tired of being lonely I can't help how I feel I'm just keeping it real They can't have you, girl, because I'm selfish, I want you all to myself, I swear You don't need nobody else, I swear I want you all to myself, because I'm selfish, yeah I want you all to myself, I swear You don't need nobody else, I swear I want you all to myself, I swear, I'm selfish I want you all to myself, I swear You don't need nobody else, I swear I want you all to myself, because I'm selfish, yeah I want you all to myself, I swear You don't need nobody else I want you all to myself Shawty, I'm selfish, can't help it You know, I get stuck, when you come around And them niggas be sick 'cause we be on some shit Yeah, they know, I'm gon' hold it down Pull up in the whip, tell you, "Hop in with your friends We gon' go to my crib Have my chef cook us up a dinner" Girl, you know, you fuckin' with a winner I ain't nothing like these lames, I swear Name a place, I could take you there I'd do anything to make you laugh And you can have anything, just ask But just know that I'm selfish And I swear, I can't help it But it's all for you Yeah, it's all for you I'm selfish, I want you all to myself, I swear You don't need nobody else, I swear I want you all to myself, because I'm selfish, yeah I want you all to myself, I swear You don't need nobody else, I swear I want you all to myself, I swear, I'm selfish I want you all to myself, I swear You don't need nobody else, I swear I want you all to myself, because I'm selfish, yeah I want you all to myself, I swear You don't need nobody else I want you all to myself
Lyrics: These are my confessions Just when I thought I said all I can say My chick on the side said she got one on the way These are my confessions Man, I'm throwed and I don't know what to do I guess I gotta give you part two of my confessions If I'm gonna tell it, then I gotta tell it all (all) Damn near cried when I got that phone call I'm so throwed and I don't know what to do But to give you part two of my confessions Now this gon' be the hardest thing I think I ever had to do Got me talkin' to myself askin' how I'm gon' tell you 'Bout that chick on part one I told ya'll I was creepin' with, creepin' with Said she's three months pregnant and she's keepin' it The first thing that came to mind was you Second thing was, how do I know if it's mine and is it true? Third thing was me wishin' that I never did what I did How I ain't ready for no kid and bye bye to our relationship These are my confessions Just when I thought I said all I can say My chick on the side said she got one on the way (yeah, yeah) These are my confessions (these are my confessions) Man, I'm throwed and I don't know what to do (no) I guess I gotta give you part two of my confessions If I'm gonna tell it then I gotta tell it all (all) Damn near cried when I got that phone call I'm so throwed and I don't know what to do (I don't know, I don't know) But to give you part two of my confessions Sitting here, stuck on stupid, tryin' to figure out When, what and how I'ma let this come out of my mouth Said it ain't gon' be easy But I need to stop thinkin', contemplatin' Be a man and get it over with (over with) I'm ridin' in my whip racin' to her place Talkin' to myself, preparin' to tell her to her face She opened up the door and didn't want to come near me I said, "One second baby, please hear me" These are my confessions Just when I thought I said all I can say My chick on the side said she got one on the way These are my confessions Man, I'm throwed and I don't know what to do (so gone, so gone) I guess I gotta give you part two of my confessions If I'm gonna tell it then I gotta tell it all (all) Damn near cried when I got that phone call (when I got it) I'm so throwed and I don't know what to do (didn't know what to do) But to give you part two of my confessions (but I need to you you, baby) This by far, is the hardest thing I think I've ever had to do To tell you, the woman I love That I'm having a baby by a woman that I barely even know I hope you can accept the fact that I'm man enough to tell you this And hopefully you'll give me another chance This ain't about my career This ain't about my life It's about us, please These are my confessions Just when I thought I said all I can say My chick on the side said she got one on the way These are my confessions Man, I'm throwed and I don't know what to do I guess I gotta give you part two of my confessions If I'm gonna tell it then I gotta tell it all (all) Damn near cried when I got that phone call I'm so throwed and I don't know what to do But to give you part two of my confessions
Never in my life have I been this tempted to shake ass that I do not have. Imagine dropping the song of the century and some people fr dont even know this collab existed.
Lyricss😻‼️ [Intro: WhoHeem] Yeah Huh? Baby I like you I don't give a fuck 'bout your boyfriend [Chorus: WhoHeem] I like you, I don't give a fuck 'bout your boyfriend Come on, let's link, can't do what I do, I can beat it up with no hands Treat you like you monarchy, we can slide out, touch bands Come on, let's link, can't do what I do, I can beat it up with no hands Come on with Heem (Ah), come on with Heem (Ah) Come on, let's link (Ah), come on, let's link (Ah) [Verse 1: ppcocaine] Let's-let's link (Let's link), is your pussy pink? (Pink) Be my sneaky link (Uh), show you I'm a little freak (Yeah) Baby, is you from the streets? Gettin' nasty in the sheets (In the streets) And that pussy like a athlete, I'll give you a treat, haha Does she got a nigga or doеs she got a bitch? (Got a bitch) I don't give a fuck, see, I'm really with thе shits (Eh-eh) Crying 'bout her boyfriend while I'm lickin' on her tits (Hmm) You killin' the mood, you over here cryin' over dick (Hmm) No, there's not a bitch or a nigga to stop me (What?) And if I'm feelin' nice, I might take her to sight-see But really I'm a dog, so lil' baby, don't trust me Just want you for the night, you are not my lil' wifey Lil' baby was a bop, so she beggin' me to stop (Uh, uh) I make her pussy pop, yes, she wanna be my thot (Uh, uh) I tell her, "Get on top," 'cause her nigga is an opp (Uh, uh) And if she squirt then get a mop (Uh) If she scream, she got a wap Do you wanna sit on this face? (Ah) Or do you wanna pull on this lace? (Pull it) We could take it slow or fast-pace (Ah) Tell your nigga, "It was just a phase" (Just a phase) 'Cause I like you (I really like you) Don't give a fuck 'bout your boyfriend (Fuck a boyfriend) Yeah, I like you, shit (Yeah) Your girlfriend can come too (Ah) [Chorus: WhoHeem] I like you, I don't give a fuck 'bout your boyfriend Come on, let's link, can't do what I do, I can beat it up with no hands Treat you like you monarchy, we can slide out, touch bands Come on with Heem, can't do what I do, I can beat it up with no hands Come on with Heem (Ah), come on with Heem Come on, let's link, what you tryna do? [Verse 2: WhoHeem] Prada baby, she a flocker Don't let any nigga hit, so they call her a bopper Can't no bitch top her She got a squabble like a nigga, yeah, she get it from her father Sex in the City girls Nails done, lemon braids, they're so pretty, girl, ah She don't be in any world Wrong shoe, wrong fit, no Cinderella, girl Car basic Bro big mad it's not him that she chasin' Two weeks, he couldn't find a replacement He done lost a good bitch, downgraded to a basic Lane switch Bitch is lucky, call her sour folk 'cause she change 'Cause she don't care Sold her nigga, won't offer it up, notched up Turned off her pipe and then she bossed up On any bitch head who got an issue Mace a bitch up, tear your drawers, she might spit too Messy, take your nigga if she want to Give him pussy, got him stuck, he said "I love you" on the first day You bitches couldn't see her on her worst day Fly bitch like first day of school on her birthday Ooh, she nasty, F-R-E-A-K Ride dick, bicyc' Make a nigga bust in a M-I-N Oh, that's what I like, baby, ah That's what I like [Chorus: WhoHeem] I like you, I don't give a fuck 'bout your boyfriend Come on, let's link, can't do what I do, I can beat it up with no hands Treat you like you monarchy, we can slide out, touch bands Come on with Heem, can't do what I do, I can beat it up with no hands
