max b & french montana – black out lyrics
(verse)
yeah
f+ck a club baby there bottles at the liquor
running out of juice
wheres your glass
let me get you more
baby wet your pallet
let me treat you to a salad
i don’t want to see no corn
i don’t want to see no callus
got the balance they appreciate
diamonds don’t depreciate
knew one day that ill be out
i just had to keep the faith
keep a taste oww
she keep me laced oww
miss me and the game these n+ggas needed my style
daddy why you vicious
why your d+ck taste so delicious
let you f+ck it first to kiss it
call me tell me that you miss it
we done finally made a spill
30 days a made a mill
still i’m riding with that thingy
i just keep that b+tch concealed
girl i hope your on that pill cause your toes
they got me h+rny never corny
i know your n+gga calling don’t leave me lonely
from the bottom to the top
we be cruising in that drop
this the new york city streets
love a b+tch with pretty feet oww
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