Graves
Traffic
Grrah!
Baby, why you talking that nonsense?
Nonsense, why you go and talk that?
Graves says baby come and top that
Uh, get a good head like a top hat
On top that
Turn a girly bitch into a tomcat
Pull up on a cheetah with a [?] cat
Running through the snow like a bobcat, bobcat, wahed
Know you favor that taste
Every time we set that pace
Every time I feel your waist
Bang, baby girl wanna hang
Strains them tommy hilfigers
Sitting in the rain, little shawty love to
Show me face, nigga bumping on the bass
Baby girl, give me face
Face, she gon' fuck me up
Sipping, sipping, got a dirty cup
Tripping, yeah, she trying all these drugs
Stripping then she wanna fall in love
Stripping then she wanna fall in love
It just isn't right
It just isn't practical
If I am your light
Why did you let me go?
It just isn't right
It just isn't practical
If I am your light
Why did you let me go?
Why did you?
Phone call, block them all
Baby girl, I don't want talk
Your bitch says she want vogue
But she is too scared to walk
I be calling, sipping walk
Dated looking at my watch
Vvs, shout when I park
She get that face and take off
Yeah, she fucking with that hard play
Uh, she a fucking sorbet
Wanna full meal, got a groupie on my eel
I'm a specialist like a navy seal, uh
The ankle chain bring sex appeal
My income 'bout to rise a mil'
Side, side chicks are playing left field
It just isn't right
It just isn't practical
If I am your light
Why did you let me go?
It just isn't right
It just isn't practical
If I am your light
Why did you let me go?
Why did you?
It just isn't right
It just isn't practical
If I am your light
Why did you let me go?
It just isn't right
It just isn't practical
If I am your light
Why did you let me go?
It just isn't right
It just isn't practical
If I am your light
Why did you let me go?
Why did you?
