Are you for real you still don’t have a girl Ain’t you tired of just messing around Can’t be happy with just the money and the fan life Yeah but when are you gunna settle down
Brains cute street elements She’s so addictive, coming like heroin So I’ve seen man give everything But still ain’t got a girl that’s genuine Me I got to find that And this is my love letter One day you write back Fuck with a go getter And you like that Waynes got strategy King left street brutality Now I need some queen mentality Nowadays the jakes ain’t grabbing me Man it’s only pounds when I see her majesty Your glorious spending up in Maldives That’s their whole salary Sex so good that we burn calories Just give me love loyalty And I’ll make me honour you So I bring the mac’s out If they try bother you And when it gets peak I’ll cover you Do what I gotta do Make up sex man I’m sorry Let me slip it in doggy