Kid2Close2U - Handle lyrics
[Kid2Close2U - Handle lyrics]
The way she come back for servings
Handle her ass like Irving
Bust a nut on her ass cause she earned it
She impressed with my tricks and the
Way that I handle her
I told her baby girl you already
Know that I learned it
I told you I would treat you right
And how I'd win like every fight
Pull up in the sheets I won't bite hol up
-Slide to the sheets I might murder it
The Glock in my pants was my murder weapon
Beat it so hard had to
Watch where you stepping
Money and pssy is all that I’m getting
And the rapping career is up where I’m going
Like when it’s up then it's stuck
Like you better not duck
Like you ran out of luck
Like you huffing and puffing but
These bullets is clutch bang! bang!
-She must think that it's Thanksgiving
The way she come back for servings
Handle her ass like Irving
Bust a nut on her ass cause she earned it
She impressed with my tricks and the
Way that I handle her
I told her baby girl you already
Know that I learned it
I told you I would treat you right
And how I'd win like every fight
Pull up in the sheets I won't bite hol up