Love Song.

Lyrics:

Raining out Millions out of yo pockets
Making you Nervous up in yo conscious
My mind is Fucked up, idk what to think
Let's just Meet N Fuck in this Club, baby

Your ass is fat, so is mine
Your melons are big, but my lactation's strong
Your thighs are thick, but mine are strong
Puffer them lips up and pull up that thong

Oh melony, melony, 
Hit me with yo melody,
Come down thru the chimney,
And give me all that energy

There is no touch or way from me baby
Cause we in the motherfucking club VIP

I'm fuckin it, fuckin it up
I'm fuckin it, fuckin it up
I'm fuckin it, fuckin it 
fuckin it, fuckin it 
fuckin it, fuckin it up
I'm fuckin it up
Gonna fuck your pussy up
I'm fuckin it, fuckin it 
fuckin it, fuckin it, fuckin it

Darky dosen't have your bow no mo
Money's getting tight, so stole it and sold it for gold
Clock is tick tock, ticking up in my phone
If you don't hurry up, ill be leaving you alone

2 chicks 1 bottle, I know that's your vibe
To make your move on the sight
To rizz up all of them dykes,
In the dawn of the moonlight

Oh melony, melony, 
Hit me with yo melody,
Come down thru the chimney,
And give me all that energy

Making my move through your memory lane
Thinking you forgot me the very next day
We are polar opposites like day from the night
You know i'll keep trying until you are mine

Every kiss feels like forever
Every touch gets me lovestruck
I never ever believed in love on first sight
I'm so glad I took the chance that night

Our love makes the sweetest melodies
Rising higher with every beat
Can you feel it, it's like a symphony,
Our hearts are beating in a perfect harmony, baby,

Oh melony, melony, 
Hit me with yo melody,
Come down thru the chimney,
And give me all that energy

Yeah, give me energy
Yeah, from this love that we can't escape

Oh melony, melony, yeah, 
Hit me with yo melody, yeah,
Come down thru the chimney, yeah,
And give me all that energy, yeah, yeah,

Oh, you and me,
Back in VIP,
Sit in the back and stream
Mothafuckas can't s.a.y

M3lody

GangstaOnThePhone (prod. by blondo)

Happy Thanksgiving ya filthy animals!

Lyrics:

Intro:

Yo, sit on the table, i'm bout to cap this turkey up, meanwhile, yo speak up. Somebody say a fucking grace or sum.

Chorus:

It's a Thanksgiving, everybody say ya grace,
It's just Black Friday, it's not a race
Couldn't wait until the Cyber Monday damn,
Now kiss the ground straight with ya face,

Verse 1:

Are these deals worth it or you play yourself,
Kill a kid, Get a discount on a pot
Walmart looking like a crime scene
Before you think twice, you in a penitentiary

A mom with 2 kids, trauma's bound to come
When you dumbass send yo child for some pampers
Police arrived, They Tazed a Guy, cardiac arrest on the site
And im out here still looking for the answers

Bridge:

Keep on moving forward with your iced out fit
Police escorting people like a goddamn parade
Every damn year it's always the same
What happened to this country that we stole that one day


Chorus:

It's a Thanksgiving, everybody say ya grace,
It's just Black Friday, it's not a race
Couldn't wait until the Cyber Monday damn,
Now kiss the ground straight with ya face,

Get your money, Get your turkey, Get your fucking food,
shit finna expire until time's due
Running out of stamina you looking a bit old
While you pushing 40, Bitch im out getting sturdy

Verse 2:

Yah yah yah yah ya yeah
Yah yah yah yah bitch im up
Yah yah yah yah what is blinged up

Feeling boost up up up,
Get them prices down down down
Get it through the ground ground ground
Make it to the lounge lounge lounge

Chorus:

It's a Thanksgiving, everybody say ya grace,
It's just Black Friday, it's not a race
Couldn't wait until the Cyber Monday damn,
Now kiss the ground straight with ya face,

Get your money, Get your turkey, Get your fucking food,
shit finna expire until time's due
Running out of stamina you looking a bit old
While you pushing 40, Bitch im out getting sturdy

GangstaOnThePhone (prod. by blondo)

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