Tink, Brian, Allen, Jasmine Simone - Cuddle Up, Baby lyrics

[Tink, Brian, Allen, Jasmine Simone - Cuddle Up, Baby lyrics]

Uh next up we got melissa who wants me
To submit disagreement hi steve
Well my husband never buys me anything
For mother's day and his excuses because
I'm not his mother
Um where do you stand with that topic
Okay first rude boy bass, mash up the place

All I Know Is Get Bands
All I Know Is Get Cash
Yeah My Song I Know Ever Write No Dot
Never You Cash You Out (Cuddle Up, Baby)
We Love These Hoes she Fucking With My Team
You Like My Squad nigga Don't Get Smoked
I'm Running For My Check
I Don't Know You Get Sound
I Don't Rеmember You Don't Know Bro

I Loose My Tеam
I Don't Know Is Getting Grey
But, I'm Off For The Subjects money Talks
My Paper Don't Fall
Said I Backed I Checked Is Only My Fail
My Circle Song (Give It To Me Baby)
Them Niggas Be Racked these Niggas Fake
You Niggas Way well I Don't Need Help
Their Nothing About Bears
Pull Out To My Bead your Checked
She Went I Wanna Stay Talked
We Doing This Dash pull Up Your Pants
You're Cash Her Out move Right Your Back
So We Could Where She Went i'm Tec Nasty
I'm Texing Net
So I Can Play For The Next One
I Never Get Broke i Don't Know Is Cash Out
Do You Wanna Cake i'm At The House
Have My Team For Nasty my Team Don't Lose
Last Words In Your Mouth
But I Got No Worries i Rest My Feet
Last To My Couch my Holla Team Get Fleet
My Holla Team Fly last Words To My Paulina
Say Westin Palace yeah Westin Palace
My Team Go Flyings my Girl Will Check
Did I Through Your Bitch No
Ass Got Hello Balance do I Ballin
Wilding do My Drunk Dance
You Know I'm Top Of Your Boys Pingas

All I Know Is Get Bands
All I Know Is Get Cash
Yeah My Song I Know Ever Write No Dot
Never You Cash You Out (Cuddle Up, Baby)
We Love These Hoes she Fucking With My Team
You Like My Squad nigga Don't Get Smoke
I'm Running For My Check
I Don't Know You Get Sound
I Don't Remember You Don't Know Bro

I Don't Know I Get Money stand This
Cut well I Love These Hoes
Always Get Cash we Got Cash
Next, Bro I'll Get Smoked
Kids All Know About Me And My Team
So, Did I Go Low where You Gonna Be Tink
That's My Ring (I spit that other shit)
Next so I Can Go Smoke
These Hoes On Me
But I Don't Love These Hoes
They Said They Flexing my Mom Sign My Code
My Life Is A Photo Shoot
Stand Back While So I Make Her Pose
I Ain't No Trusting No Bitch
Because Of Young Nigga Not Gonna Own
Because They Stop, They Lying all This Money
Because They Go In My Eyes
Tino Cuppin' They Ask Me Why fuck The Bitch
I Will Ask Goodbye feed The Bitch By Rosita
I'm So High Until Your Skinny Fly
Take You Back shit, I Make You Cry
It's Trure louie Is That Shit I Buy
These Soul Know they Up All Me
She Said She Ready she Wanna Fuck That Homie
These Soul Are Know Me they Say They Know Me
She Wanna Talk Nasty
They Don't Even Know Me

All I Know Is Get Bands
All I Know Is Get Cash
Yeah My Song I Know Ever Write No Dot
Never You Cash You Out (Cuddle You, Up)
We Love These Hoes she Fucking With My Team
You Like My Squad i'm Running For My Check
I Don't Know You Get Check
I Don't Remember You Don't Know Bro

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