歌词
No it ain't a question not even an issue
Nobody knows you like I know ya
You grew up on Queen Street
Your dad is a gangsta but he's gettin' older
You was in love with the street life
Used to seein' n***as tuckin' the heat right
Loud parties and street fights
Hangin' with the players got caught in the game
Now you're in need of seating but ain't we all the same
I thought if we make it out alive
You might give you part to my side
Guess we'll have to wait and see
If you'll find your way to me
La Lisa
La Lisa
La Lisa
I need ya
Right I'ma stack these up right
That's my 'cuz so he gangbang
But I don't claim s**t nah no baggage not even a briefcase
You more street than me but
Don't leave me strung out this way
Get a little ratchet stay over color your box
Don't tell your daddy he might go crayola
Hurry up and come outside
I got the wheel parked it's 'bout to get dark
I'm talkin' Wesley and we out West you know it be
Sit these n***as on your block
And I can't do dolo this time on a solo this time like CeCe
One next one last but no whinin'
I ain't finna' play with you I'm tryna skate with you
Like TI and no the way on the cops late at night like Fatlib Fatlib
I'm fallin' she got used to them skier she a arine
Darlin' Miss Lisa she a moaner
So bad put your a*s in the moment
Yes put that on my momma
Pour more wet it's a moment
She finally took to my house
And threw it back like guese it made me speak portuguese
Didn't even know I could
Been wantin' this for a while
We keep it between you and me capice Lisa
La Lisa
La Lisa
La Lisa
I need ya
I can't belive this n***a ain't call me back
Ol' Chief Keef head a*s Michelle Pfeiffer of 8 Mile lookin' head a*s
He ain't call me back
Can't believe this
I bet he don't even write his songs
Talkin' 'bout talkin' 'bout he the king of RnB
That n***a can't even move like Usher
Ain't Chris workin' on something
He trippin' Mhmm
I thought we had a good time
Well I had a good time that we was fire bro
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