"Bonnie & Clyde" lyrics
My nigga, MooXe (Rich badness)
Yeah, yeah, ayy
I could pray to God that I stop cheatin'
But I never let no bitch turn me into somethin' that ain't worth being
Anything less than myself is some shit that ain't even worth seein'
Gangsta, gentleman, heathen, trifecta
And Tribeca neck me 'til she stop breathin' (Mm, mm), in yo' chest, baby
See me when you see me, yeah, it's live and direct, baby
5'5" brownskin, I need you off the rip, baby
Still smell yo' perfume in the motherfuckin' bed, baby
Mwah, give me kiss, baby
I could never let no nigga take my spot (Mm, mm)
First day I met you, I already knew that shit was locked (Mm, mm)
You swore a oath to me, we blood in, blood out (Mm, mm)
How the fuck you thought I wasn't finished spinnin' this block (Mm, mm)
Keep yo' legs cocked, diggin' in yo' spot (Mm, facts)
Still know my way 'round yo' body to get you hot (Mm, swear)
That my last bitch, I don't give a fuck 'bout lil' mama (On god)
Anytime you see me when I had you on my mind (Yeah, facts)
I'ma be a man and stand up on all minds, yeah
Give that shit a hundred-thousand, whether or not you like it, uh
Worryin' 'bout them other bitches like we ain't on borrowed time, uh
But it gets all-eyes, I need you by my
Run that, run that shit back
Yeah, yeah, ayy
I could pray to God that I stop cheatin'
But I never let no bitch turn me into somethin' that ain't worth being
Anything less than myself is some shit that ain't even worth seein'
Gangsta, gentleman, heathen, trifecta
And Tribeca neck me 'til she stop breathin' (Mm, mm), in yo' chest, baby
See me when you see me, yeah, it's live and direct, baby
5'5" brownskin, I need you off the rip, baby
Still smell yo' perfume in the motherfuckin' bed, baby
Mwah, give me kiss, baby
I could never let no nigga take my spot (Mm, mm)
First day I met you, I already knew that shit was locked (Mm, mm)
You swore a oath to me, we blood in, blood out (Mm, mm)
How the fuck you thought I wasn't finished spinnin' this block (Mm, mm)
Keep yo' legs cocked, diggin' in yo' spot (Mm, facts)
Still know my way 'round yo' body to get you hot (Mm, swear)
That my last bitch, I don't give a fuck 'bout lil' mama (On god)
Anytime you see me when I had you on my mind (Yeah, facts)
I'ma be a man and stand up on all minds, yeah
Give that shit a hundred-thousand, whether or not you like it, uh
Worryin' 'bout them other bitches like we ain't on borrowed time, uh
But it gets all-eyes, I need you by my
Run that, run that shit back
