El Alyun Illuminatan - Jus' Anotha X Alyun Illuminatan

You know who it is
It's ELS

I know you're thinking uh

This just another rap song
Just another trap song
Just another cap song

Mama you're so wrong
We on that full grown
So pass the patron
And we gone get gone

She asked to blow something
I'm thinking which one
You talking about this 32
Or the big gun

No baby don't run
I guarantee a great night

I give that frosted flakes pipe
You aight, when you out in them jeans
I swear you seem, to wear them whenever you're around me

So what's your thing, or the dream you had about me
The scenes

I got you out of them jeans
And then we did other things
I think are better left seen

Don't try to play like you mean
You know a nigga B clean
That's why you play in your icing, until the cupcake creams

I made her heart sprout wings
Now when she walks, she sings
Of stealing hearts, I'm the king
Yet I don't want me no ring

Because the girl of my dreams
Clearly exist in the seams of my mind
So I quit wasting my time
Trying to dine with these dimes
Who just wanted what was mine

All the dollars and plus the shine
So sorry but I'm denying
They're lying and trying to hide
Their mission of my demise

So honey, now I despise
The thought of one in my life

To love them for real I tried no, but they just prove niggas right
And life already is throwing me curves, not trying to fight

With a female creature
Mister would have beat ya
I just want you out of my sight, I no longer need ya
Wish I'd get amnesia, wish I didn't meet ya
Wish you weren't all in my mind, why won't it leave ya
I said I'd never be tha, want to let her Lead me

Off the damn edge
Got me hanging by a thread, from a ledge
How else could I play it, she went fed
When we was out she turned heads
Who knew she was hopping beds
You a hoe for that bytch

My bad y'all
But she was a hoe
You is a hoe for that
Trifling bytch

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Alyun Illuminatan

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