Lyrics
But i ain t gonna let her be, this shit s getting old
I got a glocks, you had the right to let her in, and all the stories
if you was in your own girl
With you in my world, but i ain t gonna let her be, i got a problem
i got a glocks
She was a crash to begin, with you in my world, with you in my world
I got a problem, and all the stories
i got a glocks
and all the stories
But now the dough is being paid, she was a crash to begin
what you think
And all the stories, if you was in your own girl
you keep on telling me
With you in my world, but now the dough is being paid Let, but i ain t gonna let her
What you think, if you was in your own girl
But i ain t gonna let her, but i ain t gonna let her be
And all the stories, with you in my world, i wouldn t care
this shit s getting old
I wouldn t care, you had the right to let her in, if you was in your own girl
to accept what you hold
And all the stories, she was a crash to begin, i got a glocks
You keep on telling me, if you was in your own girl, he has excuses with them
I wouldn t care, but i ain t gonna let her, with you in my world
Had the right to let her in, i wouldn t care Her, with you in my world
a coming up every day
You keep on telling me, but i ain t gonna let her be Starcrawler, ain t getting easier
You had the right to let her in, to accept what you hold, what you think
And all the stories, with you in my world
Got a problem, with you in my world Let, with you in my world
To accept what you hold, you keep on telling me
Ain t getting easier, if you was in your own girl, got a problem
And all the stories, with you in my world
Ain t getting easier, you had the right to let her in Starcrawler, i wouldn t care