TRAVIS PORTER

TRAVIS PORTER - I'm Sorry lyrics

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When he call me, I ride it with siren

Shut a band with …I got it

All my niggas they start it

Hold the race in my baggy

We are kind for no project

I’m sorry, I’m sorry nigga

Tell the bitch that I’m sorry

I pull up and I ride it

I’m sorry, I’m sorry nigga

Tell the bitch that I’m sorry

Tell the bitch I’m out here

I’m sorry, I’m sorry nigga

I pull all on my little ride here

All these bitch wanna party

I got the whores in the lady

I’m sorry, I’m sorry nigga

Cuz if ain’t with you ain’t no Walter

It’s what they keep us on top

I know that hole won’t rich top it

I’m sorry, I’m sorry nigga

I’m sorry, I’m sorry nigga

Got more whore and I will blow

Way am I so stone

I came upon to say sorry

And I’m sorry, I’m sorry nigga

We ball and bust our paper

Raise your arms I don’t …

You got no hoel over your watch

Bitch my diamonds are dancing on and granny my matches

Got clock on and stay on that can and can you?

Nigga try me to do with it like how cut on it first

I’m in that new G waving

What I say when I ball it

Man I’m sorry I’m in a brand new double G’s and I’m sorry

I got no mist on double D

And I’m sorry

I’m with your bitch on Miami beach

We’re on , apologize to your main

When he call me, I ride it with siren

Shut a band with …I got it

All my niggas they start it

Hold the race in my baggy

We are kind for no project

I’m sorry, I’m sorry nigga

Tell the bitch that I’m sorry

I pull up and I ride it

I’m sorry, I’m sorry nigga

Tell the bitch that I’m sorry

Tell the bitch I’m out here

Both my bitches are naughty

I prefer my bitch …find it here with no bags on

Most of these say they got it

I ain’t on this, I will get it

Ain’t on this, now its not for this

Bitch I don’t take money on bitches

That’s me if sound crazy

This band on this …but this shit be forgive

Had some big ass chance

Ain’t not see me rock it

I keep running the hit

They will not see me clack it

Got a couple tidy on me

Chose on two, I get on three

They never see a Versace I live that life you ain’t got it

Half of brick for a party

All my bitches want maley

Triple beat on the party

Look up for Maserati, hundred risk on my pocket

We are here for the project

All they mean, I’m sorry, snash they lean on their running

Fresh in her with the stacking, way are these on my pocket

When he call me, I ride it with siren

Shut a band with …I got it

All my niggas they start it

Hold the race in my baggy

We are kind for no project

I’m sorry, I’m sorry nigga

Tell the bitch that I’m sorry

I pull up and I ride it

I’m sorry, I’m sorry nigga

Tell the bitch that I’m sorry

Tell the bitch I’m out here

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