Deacon Gore - VIII lyrics

[Deacon Gore - VIII lyrics]

4 inch heels strong got three kids
And they dad gone pills got the girl
The kill zone up in the club
But the kids home letting every nigga
Get they feel on dollars in the air
State fair climbing up a pole like stairs
Slide back down like square she'on care
In order to use it she need the music
Momma gave it to her her daddy abused it
Eyes wide shut for the haters
No chaser no ice
Turn out the lights this is her life
She already promised she won't tell nobody
Ain't even for the money she love everybody
Don't Really like attention do it for favor
So even tho it's rains
She don't need ya paper and that's fucked up
Her mood sucks and my pockets low
Oh, no it's time to go
Take her to A b with some friends
Let's see some magic that all depends


If she want the D in need for change
She like the ones i see some 10s
Look at they ass really can't pass
What's all the fuss come roll with us
I want to touch this is a rush
Really can't trust but, I need to bust
When I do gotta run
Back to getting rich
And please, no phone calls
Stay the fuck off my dick

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