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98° - IV,TARANTINO. Lyrics



98° - IV,TARANTINO. Lyrics
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I'm not a hopeless creative hopeless creative meaning like there's no Pressure on my art to change my life financially 25 a hundred racks yea 25 a hundred thousand 25 a hundred grand yea 25 a hundred bands nah
I Ain't even go to college got the type of money make lil mami leave her Man yea know you thought that she riding know you thought that she Solid yea just let it be just let it go my nigga let it be let it be be okay
Let's talk about it known to have my way with women I believe the lies In my head sometimes why would I tell the truth if we know everybody Lies I might fall in love with you to keep you on the side I noticed that You're a real woman f*cked it up so never mind my love she said baby You don't got no feelings ever maybe
I just need a real love bitch the Bible never said to judge nosey bitches all up in my business always Come around for me to vent she the type to f*ck me for the rent and Please don't tell me that you got somebody please don't tell me that you Love that man If he don't got no money it don't matter I'm the one you Call I'm the provider I don't gotta tell you baby ride it took some new Drugs on canal then have sex In the morning I wonder nothing but pure Imagery pure imagery 26 out of time four years to 30 damn I was just in High school nothing is free I'm telling you this shit ain't love it's evident She wants a baby for residence so I gotta lawyer to settle it 25 talking Percentages hundreds bands that's in a Shawdy was f*cking my credit up Damn
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I'm not a hopeless creative hopeless creative meaning like there's no Pressure on my art to change my life financially 25 a hundred racks yea 25 a hundred thousand 25 a hundred grand yea 25 a hundred bands nah
I Ain't even go to college got the type of money make lil mami leave her Man yea know you thought that she riding know you thought that she Solid yea just let it be just let it go my nigga let it be let it be be okay
Let's talk about it known to have my way with women I believe the lies In my head sometimes why would I tell the truth if we know everybody Lies I might fall in love with you to keep you on the side I noticed that You're a real woman f*cked it up so never mind my love she said baby You don't got no feelings ever maybe
I just need a real love bitch the Bible never said to judge nosey bitches all up in my business always Come around for me to vent she the type to f*ck me for the rent and Please don't tell me that you got somebody please don't tell me that you Love that man If he don't got no money it don't matter I'm the one you Call I'm the provider I don't gotta tell you baby ride it took some new Drugs on canal then have sex In the morning I wonder nothing but pure Imagery pure imagery 26 out of time four years to 30 damn I was just in High school nothing is free I'm telling you this shit ain't love it's evident She wants a baby for residence so I gotta lawyer to settle it 25 talking Percentages hundreds bands that's in a Shawdy was f*cking my credit up Damn
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Writer: Rakeem Ford
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Language: English
Length: 2:56
Written by: Rakeem Ford
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