A$AP Mob

A$AP Mob - Freeze lyrics

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She was coming on to me, I was coming on to her

hit the town and shoot the breeze, baby don't you fight because

she was making love to me, I was holding on to her

hit the town and shoot the breeze, baby don't you fight because

Ah just give me that base she listen in the fros now give me that face

I ain't tryin to chase tryin to get the third base

till I head the home run 321 we safe

damn she a look up grand now the look up

sweet sweet push up give me that gush up

I ain't tryin spit game baby we can hook up

the ass now front so my nigga ain't cutcha

then the day town stay nine

I'm in the state of mine like the dinner days fine

we can go to the condo and drink wine

she want to be my girl but it will take time

she like where the calm get why we drink wine

'cause the wine get you open hurtin through the great wines

first dinner lights close the drink blinds

then I scratch that kitty words in my cate nines

don't spur show fur bitch real we greemin

pow learn no firm when the ship season

got em red bottoms look like your hills bleeding

I fuck the hundred bitches to these day we still speaking

and he still creeping got em still cheating

This ain't like me and hatin

got em still cheatin yeah

got em still creepin, yeah

text me on the phone so the penny still licking, nasty

she came 4 times had to bitch tricking, trippin

jump up in the ride, loud how you ricking

then she went down, on love this speaking

I hadn't dark tense it's hard for them to see in

she bust em all loss em rollin he was leavin

desert for a reason only let the freakin

will you..that type of action

happen every dirt weaken

to gold type of trips, that's my knowledge got freakin

I got a freeze and my proposal is came decent

she mob told her friends 'cause I'm here..

I saw your girlfriend last night about this money

and V that we're beating

we getting money new V's..season

westers form the champagne caught me

vision cop slapping kicking us to this ..for my speaches

hey baby a tall less split I'ma ..

so want a nigga spit you know we jump up in the high V

damn I think she call..just go diggin bitch caught the horse pazzin

I'm a cold nigga bitch and had the Porsche

you know the Porsche waggin for a dog cabin

I'm getting money so of course I'm braggin

I had the bitch holla like she was on sadic

but then get confused who my dog..

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