9 lyrics for "Mil' in a week"
When I'm pullin up, when I'm pullin up, when I'm pullin up Tell your man to wait inside when I'm pullin’ up When I'm pullin’ up, when I'm pullin’ up, when I'm pullin’ up Tell your man to wait inside when I'm pullin up We wanted the world baby That’s why
PlayProbably make a mil with her Faded, swear to God I'm faded My bitch educated, had her clients pay the payment She don't need a damn thing, my bitch look like Tammy Toe Hit the strip like every week plus we burn up half an O It's that life that got no
Play(Tell me you love me) Tell me, tell me, uh Oh, baby, come on and say it now Just let the words come out It's easy, to say what's on your mind Say it a million times Tell me you love me Tell me, tell me, tell me I, I've been up all week
PlayTony dead and his brother too Streets talkin' every week the coppers comin' through And homicides scoopin' niggas out of Paulie crew Damn, he in some shit just like a number two So he need that lawyer money, plus that Sig Sauer money On his second body
PlayI know everything I ain't washing my sins Now we're lying about the nights Hiding it all behind the smiles You probably thought that you'd break my heart You probably thought that you'd make me cry I know what you did So I'ma let you taste her
PlayShe let it slip away, away, away They all feel the same 'Cause no one will love you like her Adjust to the fame And die with a smile She has no recollection Of the life she had without me It's so sad it had to be this She forgot the good things about me
PlayTo not have you around You know I'd miss you, baby I know that I gave you my heart But you stomped it to the ground If I spent a week without you And that's what got me wondering what it's like Bet you'd wonder what I'd do I think that I'd start going
PlayMil' in a week I bought a iced out Phillipe (ice) Yeah, playin' for keeps (keeps) Suck a dick gang, she a leech (leech) Came in the game with a key (key) My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique) Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh) I'll tape a brick to
PlayFaces in the crowd Faces in the crowd will smile again And the devil may cry The devil may cry at the end of the night They will parade upon your victory It won't be in vain To swallow all your pain And learn to love what burns And gather courage to
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