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robert ray - aaliyah song lyrics

[verse 1]
black dress with the back out so her tats out
she throwing back all this cognac ’til she black out like pacqio
where the h-ll them long nights on long beach she long for
long d-ck her like two times in one night, thats an encore
im trying to hop on stage and sh-t, get paid and sh-t
because dominos been making me a slave and sh-t
gone ride around, in my marquis
and let my right hand be on her heartbeat
her t-tties i mean
im out here with plenty of green
not f-cking money but weed
the prettiest thing
is getting all wet in my seat
i think she is ready for me
i can never remember to be
all you are expecting of me
so ima just watch your girl pop like a freak
tell her -ss never to leave, f-ck do you mean?
i never gave a f-ck about a lame
im the type to take my l before i ever run away
boy unless its on a beat they dont give f-cks about what you say
thats why chief keef making music while he gripping on a k

[left ear]
be without you, yea, oh
feel without you (x2)
i hope aaliyah like this sh-t
just be putting her on the song
and she dont even f-ck with it, yo

[right ear]
yo n-gga, this f-cking next verse is my sh-t n-gga hold up
yea, yo, lit with a dead light, i hope that her head right
she want me to beg right?, yea, thanks aaliyah

[verse 2]
weed pipes, lit with a dead light
i hope that her head right
she want me to beg right?
we go cop some hen right?
you left me some leg right?
sometimes i like breastes better
like you is the bestest letter
but dont get in love and sh-t
its just the drugs and sh-t
that sh-t start fading later
i might need a respirator
i might save the best for later
might be your f-cking savior
but maybe i sin too much
and dont make amends enough
but f-ck it
i been out her making music because they waiting on a king
and the older that you get it seems the lesser that you dream
i be trying to tell my n-ggas that this sh-t ain’t what it seem
but i still be playing hooky like my first name was kareem
f-ck school my n-gga, what it do my n-gga
if you need it for the low i got pull my n-gga
want that -cough- aunt jemima like im screw my n-gga
thats just what a texas dude get into my n-gga

- robert ray lyrics

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