Tsb4president - Dont make love

Designer jeans with no belt.
100 thousand no help. Two things I know I'm dope and dope sales
she don't like oh well
use to trap out a motel hoes in a hotel.
Spend it at the strip club bangin in this thang
baby I don't make love
And this is
And this
Tsb4president baby
I got braids baby
There's no need for cap
I paid dues hate me
There's no need for dap
She been doing nudes lately There's no need for rap
Catching fades since a baby There's no need for scrap
Just me no id
I done proven that
What's in your cup about
80 proof of that
What's in that thang gansta
16 of them
And my aim alright
But I can sicc a team on him Sometimes my demons showing
But my pockets growing
I'm smiling more
Let my mama know it.
To crash out or can I be stoic
You would die behind a bitch
Huh
My nigga how heroic?
She gone lie behind this dicc
And you know it
You don't even need a stick dawg Let me hold it
Never love a bitch dog
That's why she told it.
To much dog in me
For you to be dogging me
She gone need a friend to hold it.
Designer jeans with no belt.
100 thousand no help.
Two things I know I'm dope and dope sales
She don't like oh well
Use to trap out a motel hoes in a hotel.
Spend it at the strip club
Bangin in this thang
Baby I don't make love
Pour a shot from a bottle came in a box.
You freaky I can tell by the crocs with the sox
Braids to the back I don't fuck with the locs
Look like waves in pockets
The way I bacc up with stocks.
She gone bacc it up and drop
I don't tell her stop
2 pit bulls in my kennels
But two bitches in the bed
Drill um like a drimmel
Late night think jimmy kimmel
But it's just me instead
Benjis in my pocket tell the bitch to keep it simple
I don't fuck wit niggas
I hate preaching to the dead.
I got a pipe you got a pencil
Something ain't right with my mental.
I might just take ya life
But all wanted was the bread.
Blow it like a whistle
She gone suck me like a bissle
I could play with the kitty
But I all I want was the head
Draw on like a stencil
Talk shit on instrumental
Could been a rapper
Became a boss instead
Designer jeans with no belt.
100 thousand no help.
Two things I know
I'm dope and dope sales
She don't like oh well
Use to trap out a motel
Hoes in a hotel.
Spend it at the strip club
Bangin in this thang
Baby I don't make love

Written by:
Ieleishon Hannah

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