Staxxxfacts - Proof

Ayo, I don't need no proof
You walk it, like you talk it, yea
Give you everything
That I got in my pockets, yea
That I got in my pockets, yea
Give you everything that I got in my
Girl, you is the truth, yea
And ain't no doubt about it, yea
Give you everything
That I got in my pockets, yea
That I got in my pockets, yea
Give you everything
That I got in pockets, yea
Hella thick
Brown skin glistens
You don't got to talk
Just got to listen
Leave you alone
If it isn't love, New Edition
Your number
Could solve all of my problems
Like division
She turns heads, exorcism
Pretty brown eyes
She in mint condition
My father had a bad one, so listen
I ain't gonna fuck with the tradition
Kevin Lyttle, tempted to touch
You a killer
That means you got to get cuffed
Addicted
I can't get enough, and I
Won't let you go
Just like a grudge
Said you never had a nigga like me
And I can tell
New cool J, triple xl
I'm trying to pick you up
Like you fell then
Kill the pussy like Vybz Kartel
Gave him a shot and he bricked
Gave me the shot and I swished
Took care of every diamond
But the one he was with
Gave him too much rope
So, he skipped
Gave him too much rope
So, he tripped
You're a killer so
It's fitting that you're stuck to my hip
Get deeper than a sinking ship
Role play, be a waitress
And give you the tip
You out of this world
I don't need space
Get you thicker
Cause I'm upping all your weight
Funny what you can do
With a little cake
Go all around the world like
Puff daddy and Mase
The best time and money
I ever spent, uh
If I said it, then it's meant
Never been with a fat nigga
So my intent is to
Be the first and last just like rent
Ayo, I don't need no proof
You walk it, like you talk it, yea
Give you everything
That I got in my pockets, yea
That I got in my pockets, yea
Give you everything that I got in my
Girl, you is the truth, yea
And ain't no doubt about it, yea
Give you everything
That I got in my pockets, yea
That I got in my pockets, yea
Give you everything
That I got in pockets, yea
Everybody like
She's no item
Please don't like him
He don't wife them
She one nights them
Heard it all before
But they ain't with the fighting
Words is endless
They click like typing
Need a life jacket
Almost drowned when I slide in
Even though I'm the God of them seas
Like Poseidon
Riding
I might need a license
Picture perfect
Curves like handwriting
Body anybody
Ain't nobody comes close
You a killer
You should get dressed under oath
They only gave crumbs but
You deserve a loaf
They disappeared but
You deserve a Ghost
Trying to do the flights
Nights on the coast
You're the perfect drug
Lemme overdose
They brought you downhill
I wanna take you to a slope
You a owner and your exes
Tried to give you coach
Role play mean
Act exquisite
From good girl to bad girl
Change up any minute
Exact same character
But act a little different, uh
I love when you Aunt Viv it
So perfect
You'd think it's scripted
Lames broke your heart
I had to fix it
Threw curve balls
They got a big miss
Couldn't hit it right
I had to pinch hit
I'll help you find your way
Just like Garmin
I'll give flowers
And take you to the garden
Watch Martin
En route to St. Maarten
Put paper on a roll
Like Charmin'
Change room in the high end store
Imma hit
Do no disturb on the door
Won't be quick
A little bit of bread
Made a whole lotta thick, and I'm
Just trying to see
What else would be a fit
Ayo, I don't need no proof
You walk it, like you talk it, yea
Give you everything
That I got in my pockets, yea
That I got in my pockets, yea
Give you everything that I got in my
Girl, you is the truth, yea
And ain't no doubt about it, yea
Give you everything
That I got in my pockets, yea
That I got in my pockets, yea
Give you everything
That I got in pockets, yea
Bombay
Break it down now

Written by:
A Smith

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