"Number 2" lyrics
Trey Trey
I hope you know I got a bitch, just to let you know
So soon as I fuck, might let you go
Na, my heart ain't cold, girl, it's extra cold
Lil pros I be spending, [?] extra [?]
Moving work and smoking syrup, 'cause I'm stretching O's
Hood nigga, I got homies getting [?]
Real nigga, like my money, I can never fold
Lil nigga when you see me, but I'm heavy though
She came to the crib, I let her roam
Gave her weed, let her roll
Shots of Patrone
She said you was a lame, you do it wrong
Off the dribble we connect, stock [?]
She stumbled in my room, fell in love with my closet
Baby girl, that's my [?] in love with me balling
Through these Cartier lenses, do you feel me stalking?
Feel like the ground shaking, when I see you walking
Look, I'm M.I.A., baby, you don't see me often
Leave these fuck boys clueless, keep them people off you
Niggas listen when I speak, it's like the preacher talking
In that shop when I sell it, it's a cheaper bargan
Let me change your mind, baby, if you thinking on it
I leave the front door open, if you sneaking over
And you can leave whenever, I ain't gon' keep you over
Young nigga fuck you good, I ain't gon' fuck you over
I hope you know I got a bitch
I hope you know I ain't shit
But a nigga on his shit
We can chill, play roles, spend money, ain't shit
Baby, we can't fall in love
I be tripping off them drugs
Let me grip you, don't run
I'ma fuck you til you cum, they ain't gotta know nothing
I hope you know I got a bitch
And you got a nigga, why you all on my dick?
After 12:00, quit calling my shit
Unless a nigga gone on a trip
Look, baby, don't trip
Give me head, no kiss
With them condems, no kids
Ain't got time for that shit
Everything a nigga got, I had to grind for that shit
Need you on stand by, for when I'm tired of my bitch
Let you lay in that [?] sweet, while we blow good
You a bad wife, but you can be a ho good
You got some good pussy, but bitch, you no good
Let me get some brain, bitch, what you know good
Fuck all night, lay in that loft cooling
You can [?] watching boss movies
I'm probably the reason you ain't talk to her
Love when you throw it back, baby, talk to me
I hope you know I got a bitch
I hope you know I ain't shit
But a nigga on his shit
We can chill, play roles, spend money, ain't shit
Baby, we can't fall in love
I be tripping off them drugs
Let me grip you, don't run
I'ma fuck you til you cum, they ain't gotta know nothing
I hope you know I got a bitch, just to let you know
So soon as I fuck, might let you go
Na, my heart ain't cold, girl, it's extra cold
Lil pros I be spending, [?] extra [?]
Moving work and smoking syrup, 'cause I'm stretching O's
Hood nigga, I got homies getting [?]
Real nigga, like my money, I can never fold
Lil nigga when you see me, but I'm heavy though
She came to the crib, I let her roam
Gave her weed, let her roll
Shots of Patrone
She said you was a lame, you do it wrong
Off the dribble we connect, stock [?]
She stumbled in my room, fell in love with my closet
Baby girl, that's my [?] in love with me balling
Through these Cartier lenses, do you feel me stalking?
Feel like the ground shaking, when I see you walking
Look, I'm M.I.A., baby, you don't see me often
Leave these fuck boys clueless, keep them people off you
Niggas listen when I speak, it's like the preacher talking
In that shop when I sell it, it's a cheaper bargan
Let me change your mind, baby, if you thinking on it
I leave the front door open, if you sneaking over
And you can leave whenever, I ain't gon' keep you over
Young nigga fuck you good, I ain't gon' fuck you over
I hope you know I got a bitch
I hope you know I ain't shit
But a nigga on his shit
We can chill, play roles, spend money, ain't shit
Baby, we can't fall in love
I be tripping off them drugs
Let me grip you, don't run
I'ma fuck you til you cum, they ain't gotta know nothing
I hope you know I got a bitch
And you got a nigga, why you all on my dick?
After 12:00, quit calling my shit
Unless a nigga gone on a trip
Look, baby, don't trip
Give me head, no kiss
With them condems, no kids
Ain't got time for that shit
Everything a nigga got, I had to grind for that shit
Need you on stand by, for when I'm tired of my bitch
Let you lay in that [?] sweet, while we blow good
You a bad wife, but you can be a ho good
You got some good pussy, but bitch, you no good
Let me get some brain, bitch, what you know good
Fuck all night, lay in that loft cooling
You can [?] watching boss movies
I'm probably the reason you ain't talk to her
Love when you throw it back, baby, talk to me
I hope you know I got a bitch
I hope you know I ain't shit
But a nigga on his shit
We can chill, play roles, spend money, ain't shit
Baby, we can't fall in love
I be tripping off them drugs
Let me grip you, don't run
I'ma fuck you til you cum, they ain't gotta know nothing
