(Ah yeah, ah yeah)
It ain't hard to love me, is it?
I'm just tryna fuck with you
I put diamonds in your ears
Don't let them hoes put bugs in it
Don't let these bitches tell you I ain't right or I'm a fuck nigga
The same bitches that be tellin' you shit tried to fuck with me (God yeah)
Baby, I won't leave you when it get hard, yeah
I'm ballin', I came a long way from stealing cars out garages
I been needin' love, might take my heart into the auction
Every bitch I love, I guess I'm Jesus to 'em, cross me, yeah
Cross me, yeah
They cross me, yeah
They cross me, yeah
I made love to her
You like “Your Friends”, shit, we can fuck to it
Hold on, baby, I'll be back, right now, I'm on tour
What I tell you, baby, I was rappin', not a dope boy
Some niggas probably out to get me but I be on point
What you what and all, 'long as you hold me down, hold me down
Bitches I been with, they tried to tear me down, can't take me down
She like how I fuck her, she say "Slut me out", I slut her out
Pick her up then turn her upside down and then I fuck her mouth
Babygirl, don't leave me for no reason, please, just tell me now
Every bitch I ever gave my heart to ended up lettin' me down
Before I ever leave, bitch, I'm P, I'll sit you down and talk to you
You get what you want from me, designer stores, we walk through 'em
I'm still in the street, might slide on opp block, playin' our music
Mentally, whatever that you need, girl, can you talk to me?
Physically, whatever that you need, girl, you know I'll do it
Baby, I bet' never catch you fuckin' with them opp boys
Oh yeah, I love her
This a hot summer, for us, hot commas
And you bet' not spit it out, my baby, eat my cum up
I'll forever be around, you been in my come up
Ah yeah, you need me, I'm there
Baby, this ain't 'bout care
I love you, all caps, yeah
I been goin' hard, so I ain't even got in my bag yet
I love it when she callin' me papa or daddy
It ain't hard to love me, is it?
I'm just tryna fuck with you
I put diamonds in your ears
Don't let them hoes put bugs in it
Don't let these bitches tell you I ain't right or I'm a fuck nigga
The same bitches that be tellin' you shit tried to fuck with me (God yeah)
Baby, I won't leave you when it get hard, yeah
I'm ballin', I came a long way from stealing cars out garages
I been needin' love, might take my heart into the auction
Every bitch I love, I guess I'm Jesus to 'em, cross me, yeah
Cross me, yeah
They cross me, yeah
They cross me, yeah
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