I'm just a brown boy with a bag I got hitters poppin' shit, I'm just poppin' all these tags Come get your issue, we got mags The only time when I'm not fuckin' on your bitch, she on the rag Told my plug I need a pound You know I'm good for it I book a

You know if you don't help me darling I can't do it all by myself I'll have to find myself somebody else Bring my nightshirt Put on your morning gown You got to help me You got to help me, baby I may have to wash I may have to sew

(Need somebody, oh) I don't wanna see you go I want somebody to love me Why'd it take so long to know? See the boy, I once was in my eyes I need somebody to love me I want somebody to be nice But tonight, I crossed the line I could find lessons in life

You know me, yeah you know me, you got telepathy I know you and you know me, we got telepathy You know how to read my mind You hold me tight Boy you keep me safe from harm Ooh, you take me in your arms I got you, and you got me Yeah I got you, and you

I'm back in the USSR Back in the USSR You don't know how lucky you are, boy Back in the US Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out They leave the west behind And Moscow girls make me sing and shout That Georgia's always on my my my my my my my my my

Fuck them hoes, fuck them hoes Truly rude boy, truly rude Hold up, wait one minute We know you the baddest baby, fuck them hoes We on a different planet girl, fuck them hoes Fuck them hoes Percocets and molly's make you touch your toe Been in this bitch

So you wanna play with magic Boy, you should know whatcha falling for Baby do you dare to do this 'Cause I’m coming atcha like a dark horse Are you ready for, ready for A perfect storm, a perfect storm 'Cause once you’re mine, once you’re mine There’s no

Bad to the bone, yeah, the bone marrow All I give a fuck about is that dinero They say "You a fool boy, what’s wrong with Gerald?" I’m bad to the bone, yeah, the bone marrow The British are here The Bay is here, you know? Pull up in that Bruce Wayne

Don't say that, don't say that Don't say that (Word), don't say that (Word) Don't say that (Yah), don't say that (Yah) Shh, be quiet Don't say that shit around them niggas You know that's there? That's Bloc and them Those them niggas that be shootin'

You know how we roll nigga bring the noise Y'all don't wanna fuck with them boys Come on dog put away them toys 'Cause I'm a put in a clip and you'll get yours I smell pussy Smell pussy I'm a take it back to the shit talkin', slick talkin' Slap a nigga