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Fiend - It's On lyrics
She whip it on her masters, I work getting that cash up
And she keeps them pretty weed beauty pagent,
Was asking, you falling through this party,
Your girls and all that body
We top floor, this smell is in the lobby, soccer, vodka, gin
Henny and champagne, smoking presidential jets campaign
Saying, you see all that paper, po got that valee
My feet jayz are valleys and I just spark up
Pull up a fat they call me parle
Fucking, you ambidextrous clutchin
Her girls tipsy, too over late drugging
Who be puffing, whoobies jumping
To the crew its nothing
3 pjs bomb shell, holl up
Youre a special lady, in every kind of way
Listen to me very carefully
What Im about to say
Girl woure a special lady, in every kind of way
Listen to me very carefully
What Im about to say
Its like 3:30 up in the morning, and the party still goingFiend - It's On - http://motolyrics.com/fiend/its-on-lyrics.html
Im loaded, Im drunk, Im hot and Im horny
Girl Im a real nigga I aint got time to be phoney
She said wherever you are, I am
Hold my drink while I am
Bout to reach in my purse, pull down the 5
Thats an o, she says I know, Im bout that blow
Im sippin on white, she sippin on soho
Thats my b, a gift from virgo
Its d low, the diamonds maine
All my ex be tangling
Im sippin on that drink again
Im loco, theres 2 us,
That flow got your hoe wet
She bout to leave with me
Jacks on Sunday
And got jets with me
Youre a special lady, in every kind of way
Listen to me very carefully
What Im about to say
Girl woure a special lady, in every kind of way
Listen to me very carefully
What Im about to say