Quotes and Lyrics by ​ppcocaine

Think about you all the time
Tell me if this love's a crime
Don't need a chance 'cause I got a dime
Just say the words and I'll make you mine

Tell lil' shorty come here
I'm tryna blow her back out, walking funny for the year
Tell me that you want me, that's the shit I always hear
I got three b*tches on me like the three musketeers

No beehive but I'm still the queen bee
Homies locked up, who got the key?
Like talkin' all shit, sippin' on my sweet tea
Fresh new bills like my shit crispy