Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
This one for the guys
Keep my gun on me never run from my guy, no
Oh
And the 45, got the drum on the side
Niggas chatting , we pull up they copping pleas
You can do all of that capping but nigga no not with me
Yeah, I know these niggas ratting
Yeah, I know these niggas ratting the type to be biting cheese
And I'm strapped up like the navy
Gotta keep ya ass around, cause you know that you my baby
Yeah, she say like my style, tryna figure out who raised me
I'm tryna make you number one lady
And all these other hoes can't persuade me
I'm trynna find my Queen B like Jay-Z
And I been on my grind, where the cake be
Make sure you good, I'mma put you on safety
Shawty you kno say I be bad guy
No fit cut my dreads cos I be Rasta
Ass fat
For you I dey cease I turn to mad man
Pound town
Jamin Jamin I won jam your canta
Right now
My body dey hot I no fit calm down
Come straight to the bed after you baf don't need a night gown
How you switch it up after the doggie got my mind blown
Missionary oh mi baby got you hittin high notes
Do it all night make we see how fast the time goes
Oh hoo
Bakasi like blom blom
River for your Toto
You want make I go slow
Keep me warm I'm so cold
Eat it up like dodo
Give it to you for shore
In love with it like coco
This one for the guys
Keep my gun on me never run from my guy, no
Oh
And the 45, got the drum on the side
Niggas chatting , we pull up they copping pleas
You can do all of that capping but nigga no not with me
Yeah, I know these niggas ratting
Yeah, I know these niggas ratting the type to be biting cheese
This one for the guys
Keep my gun on me never run from my guy, no
Oh
And the 45, got the drum on the side
Niggas chatting , we pull up they copping pleas
You can do all of that capping but nigga no not with me
Yeah, I know these niggas ratting
Yeah, I know these niggas ratting the type to be biting cheese
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Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
This one for the guys
Keep my gun on me never run from my guy, no
Oh
And the 45, got the drum on the side
Niggas chatting , we pull up they copping pleas
You can do all of that capping but nigga no not with me
Yeah, I know these niggas ratting
Yeah, I know these niggas ratting the type to be biting cheese
And I'm strapped up like the navy
Gotta keep ya ass around, cause you know that you my baby
Yeah, she say like my style, tryna figure out who raised me
I'm tryna make you number one lady
And all these other hoes can't persuade me
I'm trynna find my Queen B like Jay-Z
And I been on my grind, where the cake be
Make sure you good, I'mma put you on safety
Shawty you kno say I be bad guy
No fit cut my dreads cos I be Rasta
Ass fat
For you I dey cease I turn to mad man
Pound town
Jamin Jamin I won jam your canta
Right now
My body dey hot I no fit calm down
Come straight to the bed after you baf don't need a night gown
How you switch it up after the doggie got my mind blown
Missionary oh mi baby got you hittin high notes
Do it all night make we see how fast the time goes
Oh hoo
Bakasi like blom blom
River for your Toto
You want make I go slow
Keep me warm I'm so cold
Eat it up like dodo
Give it to you for shore
In love with it like coco
This one for the guys
Keep my gun on me never run from my guy, no
Oh
And the 45, got the drum on the side
Niggas chatting , we pull up they copping pleas
You can do all of that capping but nigga no not with me
Yeah, I know these niggas ratting
Yeah, I know these niggas ratting the type to be biting cheese
This one for the guys
Keep my gun on me never run from my guy, no
Oh
And the 45, got the drum on the side
Niggas chatting , we pull up they copping pleas
You can do all of that capping but nigga no not with me
Yeah, I know these niggas ratting
Yeah, I know these niggas ratting the type to be biting cheese
Oh
Oh
Oh
This one for the guys
Keep my gun on me never run from my guy, no
Oh
And the 45, got the drum on the side
Niggas chatting , we pull up they copping pleas
You can do all of that capping but nigga no not with me
Yeah, I know these niggas ratting
Yeah, I know these niggas ratting the type to be biting cheese
And I'm strapped up like the navy
Gotta keep ya ass around, cause you know that you my baby
Yeah, she say like my style, tryna figure out who raised me
I'm tryna make you number one lady
And all these other hoes can't persuade me
I'm trynna find my Queen B like Jay-Z
And I been on my grind, where the cake be
Make sure you good, I'mma put you on safety
Shawty you kno say I be bad guy
No fit cut my dreads cos I be Rasta
Ass fat
For you I dey cease I turn to mad man
Pound town
Jamin Jamin I won jam your canta
Right now
My body dey hot I no fit calm down
Come straight to the bed after you baf don't need a night gown
How you switch it up after the doggie got my mind blown
Missionary oh mi baby got you hittin high notes
Do it all night make we see how fast the time goes
Oh hoo
Bakasi like blom blom
River for your Toto
You want make I go slow
Keep me warm I'm so cold
Eat it up like dodo
Give it to you for shore
In love with it like coco
This one for the guys
Keep my gun on me never run from my guy, no
Oh
And the 45, got the drum on the side
Niggas chatting , we pull up they copping pleas
You can do all of that capping but nigga no not with me
Yeah, I know these niggas ratting
Yeah, I know these niggas ratting the type to be biting cheese
This one for the guys
Keep my gun on me never run from my guy, no
Oh
And the 45, got the drum on the side
Niggas chatting , we pull up they copping pleas
You can do all of that capping but nigga no not with me
Yeah, I know these niggas ratting
Yeah, I know these niggas ratting the type to be biting cheese
Writer: Christopher Ekakoro
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