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"Vans On"


Hey, they don't know a thing about us
Only love 'em for the moment

Oh oh ohhh

Tell 'em they don't know a thing about us
All the sweet left for you suckas
I don't treat em, I don't love em
I fuck em with my vans on (vans on)
They calling me a bad motherfucker yeah

Damn, they don't know a thing about us
Only love em for the moment

Uhh she says Mills you're my superhero
But I'm just trying to hug her curves like
A new Camaro, I tell her that she got that
Kush then I laugh it off cause that just
Means that I hit it twice before I pass it off

These bitches is trampolines, they just
Fill a quota, you know once you jump off then
The thrill is over and your boyfriend ain't half
As raw

I mac a whore, my nickname should be apple store
And the strippers know that my money goes from the
Floor to the mother fuckin' ceiling like a stripper
Pole, I'm getting doe first then I'm getting bitches
Second so I'm getting bitches naked then you gettin'
Your purse and your shoes and whatever else you came
In with

We ain't on no hanging shit
These bitches for everybody,
We ain't on no claming shit
Damn homie you lame as shit
I'm just trying to penetrate
Fuck em then I'm sending bitches home
And let me tell ya

Hey, they don't know a thing about us
Only love em for the moment

Oh oh ohhh

Tell 'em they don't know a thing about us
All the sweet left for you suckas
I don't treat em, I don't love em
I fuck em with my vans on (vans on)
They calling me a bad motherfucker yeah

Damn, they don't know a thing about us
Only love em for the moment

Okay I knock her down like dominos
Put it where her liver at
She call me like dominos
Want me to deliver that,
She love how I live but never
Pop up where I'm livin' at

Your girl is my borrow bitch
Tomorrow I'm a give her back yeah
I'm the shit this year
I tell a bitch get chan,
Get your lipstick smeared

Don't get it twisted
Baby girl get this shit clear
I don't know why I don't fall in love
I'm on my pimp shit here but
I can be your drill sergeant
You know give you major pain
We can make magic and then I can pull
A David Blan, I tend to make a habit
Out of that I swear sometimes I feel
Like I can pull a rabbit out a hat

But that don't mean I'm trickin' though
That means I be trickin' hoes
Yeah hoe I be trippin' but on this trip
You don't get to go. I'm in a rush to get
This doe and I ain't finna wait, I'm just
Trying to fucking send em home
Evacuate

Hey, they don't know a thing about us
Only love 'em for the moment

Oh oh ohhh

Tell 'em they don't know a thing about us
All the sweet left for you suckas
I don't treat em, I don't love em
I fuck em with my vans on (vans on)
They calling me a bad motherfucker yeah

Damn, they don't know a thing about us
Only love em for the moment

I need one to roll my weed up
One to come my shows
The same one to roll my trees up
And also iron my clothes
I think I like them in three's though
Because three is better than dos
And by dos I mean in Spanish one
Angelina and rose so what's happin', what's happin'

My hair long and her hair did
I'm tatted she tatted
She careful and I'm careless
And I'm swaggin', she swaggin'
Most hate but she don't care bitch
But this just for tonight I'm a circle
Back to your square ritz
Carlton like fresh prince but
I be like a white will
Backwards had huge grin 6 gold
Bottom grill shits real
I'm hatin' kill
Paper stuff, max peal
Gotta' beat you home, my shit and steal
Huh deal or no deal?

Woo she just want to be with me cause
She know that I'm almost rich
Hoes comin', they go faster than slow
Life of a young favorite
She want a relationship but baby mine don't
Last long, let me take these slippers off and
Fuck you with my vans on

Hey, they don't know a thing about us
Only love 'em for the moment

Oh oh ohhh

Tell 'em they don't know a thing about us
All the sweet left for you suckas
I don't treat em, I don't love em
I fuck em with my vans on (vans on)
They calling me a bad motherfucker yeah

Damn, they don't know a thing about us
Only love em for the moment

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