Testo Tryna Buy Her - Jarrell Pyro Johnson
Testo della canzone Tryna Buy Her (Jarrell Pyro Johnson), tratta dall'album The Showcase Noir: Curtain Rise
Flashin' paper, play you're stoppin'
Swaggers in you, not in your pocket
Thank you
She said where you be
I said Visa baby
Wherever you wanna be Yeah It all ecstasy She in the
Phone games Please only like the sex I can see Mixed
With cream and honey Yeah I guess that the recipe
And damn, Robin's so thick, I might give her sex therapy
Access always guaranteed
Like boyfriend got rejected
Like California currently
Your weather, African currency
Damn, I'm in too deep
I'm clogging up her arteries
She said my dick was sweet
Oh, she's so cute
But I'm very thankful that she got a sweet tooth
Yeah, I guess I feel bad for her dude
I shot his game down, kinda like James Wilkes Booth
Damn, dawg, I feel that I owe you
Where is the tip? You're not at the top
The swag that's in you definitely needs a stop
You're buying all your girls like you was king type
I mean tut, excuse me, I'm thinking while I'm getting fucked
Yeah, from your girl by the way
Yeah, and when I'm done she's gonna stay
Maybe I gave it to her twice
Or maybe your price wasn't right
Keep trying to buy your vows
Wheel of fortune but no fortune Even though you got the
Cash to ride a portion You still won get her cookies wrong
Fortune Should stayed your bitch ass in Lawton in Lawton
Virginia, Virginia, by the way, by the way
And when I'm done, and when I'm done
She's gonna stay, she's gonna stay
I don't know if I said it, but anyway
My sausage, longer than my fan page
Your bitch is so obsessed with me
You won't keep it up
You won't keep it up
You're wasting your time
I'ma take your girl
Cause she wants to roll with my team anyway
Cause you are lame
The last you know will only get you so far
Even if you buy out the bar
Cause if you ugly or ain got swag She like candy so nice and sweet And
Once I got her she mine Forever the key Reppin TX and I goin in deep
Goin' farther than a frog can leap
Her mind not sweet, fill her head with thoughts
I control the game, so she call me boss
Head man in charge, say my head is large
I always shoot treats, so they call me Sarge
I go harder than a charger, dawg
I'm a outlaw nigger, I'm living without laws
Living in the future without life's flaws
Fighting for a reason, fighting for a cause
Flea never pause, act then think later
Life is too short, nevermind haters
I don't play and I don't need favors It's all about the paper
Your bitches are obsessed with me Everybody knows
Say I got that recipe
I got all the dough
You're a loser though
A loser though
You living the life
You won't keep it up
You won't keep it up
You're wasting your time
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Writer(s): Barry Johnson, Cameron Robinson
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