Your bra up over here
So i know how you feel
Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise
Now mamma i wish you could see how much i love you through my eyes
I dont know how you feel about me
Third ward general, young cash money
Fuck it, you don't even know how much i cried
Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side
So now i’m under pressure i want it bad
Whatever you need, know i got that
Am i giving you headaches? do you need tylenol
But when you need a friend you can depend on me, call
When i get to warwick avenue
But when i know you more than you do
I wanna be next to you
No matter how much good you do
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