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i_wxnder - timeless Lyrics



i_wxnder - timeless Lyrics
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Ion got time for a hoe, I feel like I'm timeless
Yeah, all these bitches they sneaky, all in my wallet, huh yeah
I can't keep one hoe, they calling me toxic, huh yeah
SRT too fast, can't handle the mileage, huh yeah
I got sauce like lemon pepper, huh
Ain't bout to fly her out, she can't come down, so she wrote a letter
So I wrote back, each time, see my hand writing get her wetter
Yeah, she 5'4, real cute, looking fine up in that sweater, wow
Uh, yeah, yeah, I see her, she really wanna f*ck
Bitch, you know that I been balling, and she really out of luck
Step back, shoot it, bitch, you know that I been balling like a buck
Pussy nigga, wanna talk, bitch, you already know what's up
Yeah, I got a shot, but no science, pull up with Glocky
I wanna f*ck on that bitch, call me papi
Don't give a f*ck, nigga, who gonna stop me
Throw no shots, I ain't talking about Rocky
He wanna talk, nigga, who gonna drop me
Sending them bombs, ain't talking about Nazi
F*ckin' this bitch, you know she a hottie
He wanna talk on the gang know we gon be there in am
Nigga, wanna top me you know you a brim
We finna shoot up by the f*ckin' rim, oh
I can't keep one hoes they callin' me toxic, uh, yeah
SRT too fast, can't handle the mileage, yeah
I got sauce like lemon pepper, uh
Ain't bout to fly her out
She can't come down, so she wrote a letter
So I wrote back, each time
See my hand writing get her wetter
Yeah, she 5'4, real cute, looking fine up in that sweater, wow
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Ion got time for a hoe, I feel like I'm timeless
Yeah, all these bitches they sneaky, all in my wallet, huh yeah
I can't keep one hoe, they calling me toxic, huh yeah
SRT too fast, can't handle the mileage, huh yeah
I got sauce like lemon pepper, huh
Ain't bout to fly her out, she can't come down, so she wrote a letter
So I wrote back, each time, see my hand writing get her wetter
Yeah, she 5'4, real cute, looking fine up in that sweater, wow
Uh, yeah, yeah, I see her, she really wanna f*ck
Bitch, you know that I been balling, and she really out of luck
Step back, shoot it, bitch, you know that I been balling like a buck
Pussy nigga, wanna talk, bitch, you already know what's up
Yeah, I got a shot, but no science, pull up with Glocky
I wanna f*ck on that bitch, call me papi
Don't give a f*ck, nigga, who gonna stop me
Throw no shots, I ain't talking about Rocky
He wanna talk, nigga, who gonna drop me
Sending them bombs, ain't talking about Nazi
F*ckin' this bitch, you know she a hottie
He wanna talk on the gang know we gon be there in am
Nigga, wanna top me you know you a brim
We finna shoot up by the f*ckin' rim, oh
I can't keep one hoes they callin' me toxic, uh, yeah
SRT too fast, can't handle the mileage, yeah
I got sauce like lemon pepper, uh
Ain't bout to fly her out
She can't come down, so she wrote a letter
So I wrote back, each time
See my hand writing get her wetter
Yeah, she 5'4, real cute, looking fine up in that sweater, wow
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Writer: JOHN ELEFANTE, SCOTT SPRINGER
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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Language: English
Length: 2:07
Written by: JOHN ELEFANTE, SCOTT SPRINGER

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