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Willie Beamen Video (MV)




Performed By: Godflowtino
Language: English
Length: 3:21
Written by: Byron Downs
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Godflowtino - Willie Beamen Lyrics




I go slow
When I'm leaning
I don't know
What I'm seeing
She wants me
Ima beat it
I go deep
Willie Beaman

I go slow
When I'm leaning
I don't know
What I'm seeing
She wants me
Ima beat it
I go deep
Willie Beaman

I got the streets
On lock
I do not Talk
To cops
I do not
Have
No ops
If I do
That body
Gone drop
My mama
Prays
To God
She praying
I change
I wake up
And
Count my
Change
I'm prayin
The money
Gon' reign
Cbg
All my niggas
Are gang
Switching on
Lames
These haters
Are fakers
They better
Step outta
My way
Going
Against
The grain
Breaking
These records
For pay
Hot like
La flame
For all of my niggas
I ride
I gotta provide
She's Poppin
Her pussy
I slip in
Den slide
Hop in the ride
Chasin the money
I'm living a lie
Living my life
Flexing like Heffner
I split in the pie
Drip I look Fly
Dotting my eyes
Keeping the vision
The birdies gone fly
Hold my position
I'm riding the tide
Wet like I'm wavy
I'm deep in her thighs
F*ckin the game
Like my babies a Bi
When I'm done
Flippin
The money
Im re-playing
The vibe

Gotta bad bitch
My foreign
Be exotic
I don't ever ever
Wanna play
I be ballin
Gotta make a way
For my niggas
We be on it
Running to the bank
With da bag
Make deposit

Gotta bad bitch
We makin love
In the morning
I don't never ever
Wanna buss
She be goin in
Give her cuts
And than I gotta cut
I be goin in
Running to the bank
With da bag
Make deposit

I go slow
When I'm leaning
I don't know
What I'm seeing
She wants me
Ima beat it
I go deep
Willie Beaman

I go slow
When I'm leaning
I don't know
What I'm seeing
She wants me
Ima beat it
I go deep
Willie Beaman

F*ck i cant wait
Ima go get it today
Telling Myself that I'm great
Ima go hard like I'm Drake
Pushin the play
They pushin replay
Living off change dat I made
Going against the grain
Kicked outta school
Options were lame
School of hard knocks
All about pain
Feeling my pain
Stuck in my ways
Blunts in rotation
Smoking the grades
F*ck what you heard
My nigga this pang
Knock off your top like A bombs in Japan
I dont do guvi I'm flippin the gram
Hold my position I am the man
Smoking the weed jacking wit Bean
I'm a dope fiend chasing the cream

Throw some elbows
Throw some elbows
If your a scared muh
Go home

Throw some elbows
Throw some elbows
If your a scared muh
Go home

F*ck outta here

I go slow
When I'm leaning
I don't know
What I'm seeing
She wants me
Ima beat it
I go deep
Willie Beaman

I go slow
When I'm leaning
I don't know
What I'm seeing
She wants me
Ima beat it
I go deep
Willie Beaman
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English

I go slow
When I'm leaning
I don't know
What I'm seeing
She wants me
Ima beat it
I go deep
Willie Beaman

I go slow
When I'm leaning
I don't know
What I'm seeing
She wants me
Ima beat it
I go deep
Willie Beaman

I got the streets
On lock
I do not Talk
To cops
I do not
Have
No ops
If I do
That body
Gone drop
My mama
Prays
To God
She praying
I change
I wake up
And
Count my
Change
I'm prayin
The money
Gon' reign
Cbg
All my niggas
Are gang
Switching on
Lames
These haters
Are fakers
They better
Step outta
My way
Going
Against
The grain
Breaking
These records
For pay
Hot like
La flame
For all of my niggas
I ride
I gotta provide
She's Poppin
Her pussy
I slip in
Den slide
Hop in the ride
Chasin the money
I'm living a lie
Living my life
Flexing like Heffner
I split in the pie
Drip I look Fly
Dotting my eyes
Keeping the vision
The birdies gone fly
Hold my position
I'm riding the tide
Wet like I'm wavy
I'm deep in her thighs
F*ckin the game
Like my babies a Bi
When I'm done
Flippin
The money
Im re-playing
The vibe

Gotta bad bitch
My foreign
Be exotic
I don't ever ever
Wanna play
I be ballin
Gotta make a way
For my niggas
We be on it
Running to the bank
With da bag
Make deposit

Gotta bad bitch
We makin love
In the morning
I don't never ever
Wanna buss
She be goin in
Give her cuts
And than I gotta cut
I be goin in
Running to the bank
With da bag
Make deposit

I go slow
When I'm leaning
I don't know
What I'm seeing
She wants me
Ima beat it
I go deep
Willie Beaman

I go slow
When I'm leaning
I don't know
What I'm seeing
She wants me
Ima beat it
I go deep
Willie Beaman

F*ck i cant wait
Ima go get it today
Telling Myself that I'm great
Ima go hard like I'm Drake
Pushin the play
They pushin replay
Living off change dat I made
Going against the grain
Kicked outta school
Options were lame
School of hard knocks
All about pain
Feeling my pain
Stuck in my ways
Blunts in rotation
Smoking the grades
F*ck what you heard
My nigga this pang
Knock off your top like A bombs in Japan
I dont do guvi I'm flippin the gram
Hold my position I am the man
Smoking the weed jacking wit Bean
I'm a dope fiend chasing the cream

Throw some elbows
Throw some elbows
If your a scared muh
Go home

Throw some elbows
Throw some elbows
If your a scared muh
Go home

F*ck outta here

I go slow
When I'm leaning
I don't know
What I'm seeing
She wants me
Ima beat it
I go deep
Willie Beaman

I go slow
When I'm leaning
I don't know
What I'm seeing
She wants me
Ima beat it
I go deep
Willie Beaman
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Writer: Byron Downs
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