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Asian Doll
Asian Doll
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Asian Doll
Asian Doll
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Don't let me go baby, I mean this shit for real I'ma give you all of me this time, I hope you feel These niggas can't fuck with you, you laidback and you chill These niggas look up to you, you made it out that field Don't let me go baby, I mean this shit for real I'ma give you all of me this time, I hope you feel These niggas can't fuck with you, you laidback and you chill These niggas look up to you, you made it out that field These niggas can't fuck with you, I mean that shit for real These niggas look up to you, you made it out that field Don't know what more to do, but cry, this shit for real This pain on me, it hurts so bad, this shit unreal Them niggas can all leave, 'long as you stay here Sit back and watch them fake exposed, it's revealed Don't know what more to do, I got your kids right here They tellin' lies on us, that shit gon' get 'em killed (boom) I know you know I'm out here solid like some steel When it come down to it, baby, I'm gon' grab the wheel Why the fuck I'ma topic? You niggas a problem Go slide if you 'bout it, no talkin', you wildin' I did everything, it didn't work, so we parted New nigga he knew right where my heart is It was me and we was hurtin', poppin' pills You had caught a murder case We was hurtin' couldn't eat no meals Say your name and I get chills You know how I rock, I do not fuck with the opps Went different ways, he had died Kiss you, miss you, uh, a lot We went through some shit But fuck that shit, I'm right here I said some stuff and I don't care Boy, I'm hurtin' let me heal (ooh) Don't let me go baby, I mean this shit for real I'ma give you all of me this time, I hope you feel These niggas can't fuck with you, you laidback and you chill These niggas look up to you, you made it out that field Don't let me go baby, I mean this shit for real I'ma give you all of me this time, I hope you feel These niggas can't fuck with you, you laidback and you chill These niggas look up to you, you made it out that field (Shit for real) (I hope you feel) (You chill) (It out that field) (Shit for real) (I hope you feel) (You chill)
Writer(s): Patrick Bodi, Misharron Jermeisha Allen, Dustin Johnn Martin, Joshua Veysey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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