Letra de Maliboo - NoCap

(Harto cooked this one up)

If we ain't married, then we can't do this

Them niggas ain't havin' pape', they can't do this

(Damn, Kai, you goin' crazy)

My nigga smoked a nigga, put him in a blunt

But what the difference is? They both in the joint

If she break me once, then I can't love her twice, uh

Two-tone AP, these bitches gon' fuck tonight

You never a secret, they know I'm keepin' my weapon

If I see the good in you, buy you a Cuban link necklace

No, you not a trainer, you still see me flexin'

I wish I had more time to show you what it was

I wish I had more time, but you was in the club, girl

I wish I had more time, I gave it to the drugs, girl

I wish I had more time to think 'bout how we fuck, girl

I wish we had more time

You was my lil' boo, no, you not from California

You was my lil' boo, even though that you most wanted

You was my lil' boo, girl, you left a nigga scared

You was my lil' boo, took you out them Chevrolets, uh

Sometimes I get to abusin' my power, she gon' bow when I preach

Niggas in my hood don't call on God no more, they callin' on me

Toast up should we squash the beef, the whole six disagree

Uh, put her on a Molly, fucked around and got it out her

Measurin' my problems in my nephew baby bottle

Someone should come stick beside a nigga like this carbine, woah

I won't pay my nigga bond if he rat

Ran it up and fucked it up and got it back

I love my fans, I don't get tired of rockin' shows

Sometimes I get lonely, wanna hit the road

I think this the life that I dreamed

I think this the life that I dreamed

Money on mind, scars on my heart

Ignore me when I'm tryin', salute me when I'm far

She everything, but she just got her ways

She everything, but she just got her ways

She everything, but she just got her ways

My nigga smoked a nigga, put him in a blunt

But what the difference is? They both in the joint

If she break me once, then I can't love her twice, uh

Two-tone AP, these bitches gon' fuck tonight

You never a secret, they know I'm keepin' my weapon

If I see the good in you, buy you a Cuban link necklace

No, you not a trainer, you still see me flexin'

I wish I had more time to show you what it was

I wish I had more time, but you was in the club, girl

I wish I had more time, I gave it to the drugs, girl

I wish I had more time to think 'bout how we fuck, girl

I wish we had more time

Uh, put her on a Molly, fucked around and got it out her

Measurin' my problems in my nephew baby bottle

Someone should come stick beside a nigga like this carbine, woah

Money on mind, scars on my heart

Sometimes I get to abusin' my power, she gon' bow when I preach

Niggas in my hood don't call on God no more, they callin' on me

Toast up should we squash the beef, the whole six disagree

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