[Intro: Desire]
I’m tired of going through it
I’m tired of going through the same shit witcha
Tired of thinking 'bout the shit that I coulda prolly had witcha
She see the money now she trynna find a way up in the picture
[Verse 1: Desire]
Back to back, S-Class in the E-Way, did this shit Double B way
Hop in my Judy fit, smoking gas, turning up like it’s my b-day
Say he gone rob, who? Nigga trippin’, point this bitch right at your knees, aye
Diamonds dancing to the Maybach music sippin’ on drank, came from José
And I don’t know what you been on
Sometimes I feel like I was wrong
Or maybe I’m right
Keep that pole on me, but I’m not no dyke
[Chorus: Desire]
She say that this her favorite song
She love whenever it come on
She get in her zone
I’m spending money on whatеver, I got on Louis cologne
[Verse 2: TSM Beeezy]
She gеt in her zone
Shawty mad, told me leave her alone
Bitch be trippin’ trying to get in my phone
Put the dick in her ribs 'cause I like how she moan
I’m the one when you hearin' them songs
Drop a bag and then get 'em gone
Do 'em bad in a murder town
Knock his ass and I-
Knock his ass and I ain't playin' around (Playing around)
I’m tired of going through it
I’m tired of going through the same shit witcha
Tired of thinking 'bout the shit that I coulda prolly had witcha
She see the money now she trynna find a way up in the picture
[Verse 1: Desire]
Back to back, S-Class in the E-Way, did this shit Double B way
Hop in my Judy fit, smoking gas, turning up like it’s my b-day
Say he gone rob, who? Nigga trippin’, point this bitch right at your knees, aye
Diamonds dancing to the Maybach music sippin’ on drank, came from José
And I don’t know what you been on
Sometimes I feel like I was wrong
Or maybe I’m right
Keep that pole on me, but I’m not no dyke
[Chorus: Desire]
She say that this her favorite song
She love whenever it come on
She get in her zone
I’m spending money on whatеver, I got on Louis cologne
[Verse 2: TSM Beeezy]
She gеt in her zone
Shawty mad, told me leave her alone
Bitch be trippin’ trying to get in my phone
Put the dick in her ribs 'cause I like how she moan
I’m the one when you hearin' them songs
Drop a bag and then get 'em gone
Do 'em bad in a murder town
Knock his ass and I-
Knock his ass and I ain't playin' around (Playing around)
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