My finger's on the trigga and nigga i'm 'bout to pull it
Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet
I wont forget about all the men forced to pick cotton and
After pleasure there’s paineven though we're broke for the moment
But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love
I'm not the best, i wont hype, wont gloat, wont bluff.
But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans
I need more time to explore and pull the ladies,
Summertime, no doubt, i had to pull the bike out
And when they try to get parental and start talkin' loud
Pull up to my trap, i full plays
I get that work from my face
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