Tell her what she wanna hear like I'm her Favorite song
Married to the game control these Streets but she wanna play along
Ever since that check came on repeat She tryna check my phone
Before I had a check u ain't check for me So all my feelings gone If I come off Heartless Just promise me to at least Check my pulse
It hurt me everytime I try and go and help My folks
Get a lil money all these blue benjis like I'm with the locs
Imma bang that nina everytime like That's my favorite hoe
Pain in my eyes like I had stared at the Sun too much
Roll up get high for all them nights when We was low on funds
Had to get sum bands ride with them Sticks and we wasnt playing drums
Im da smartest nigga in the room I still Be playing dumb
I lost my mind if u can find it please Return to sender
She drive me crazy but thank god it was Just a fender bender
Had to throw some sauce on you I treat You like my chicken tender
Really got ties in these streets but they Treat me like a winner
Never crossed me once and never will Shout out my nigga Christian
Talked to toure I treat his daughters like They both my children
Gotta couple niggas in that box and it Ain't come with ribbons
Told em they still was gifted make sure Mane get home by christmas They dont Know how I'm feeling I be in my Thoughts sometimes
Tryna smile this pain away but lord Knows I be traumatized
For all them rainy days my drip gone Have all type of vibes
10 steps ahead but imma work like I'm 10 steps behind
And I learned everybody ain't gone have The same heart you got
So take that with a salt of grain and put It in the pot
I was busy cooking up my pain I just Wont feed you lies
I get her wet I get a check and she wan Leave me dry
Tell her what she wanna hear like I'm her Favorite song
Married to the game control these Streets but she wanna play along
Ever since that check came on repeat She tryna check my phone
Before I had a check u ain't check for me So all my feelings gone If I come off Heartless just promise me to at least Check my pulse
It hurt me everytime I try and go and help My folks
Get a lil money all these blue benjis like I'm with the locs
Imma bang that nina everytime like That's my favorite hoe
Pain in my eyes like I had stared at the Sun too much
Roll up get high for all them nights when We was low on funds
Had to get sum bands ride with them Sticks and we wasnt playing drums
Im da smartest nigga in the room I still Be playing dumb
I lost my mind if u can find it please Return to sender
She drive me crazy but thank god it was Just a fender bender
Had to throw some sauce on you I treat You like my chicken tender
Really got ties in these streets but they Treat me like a winner
Buzz Da Gr8 - Heart of Dixie Lyrics
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Tell her what she wanna hear like I'm her Favorite song
Married to the game control these Streets but she wanna play along
Ever since that check came on repeat She tryna check my phone
Before I had a check u ain't check for me So all my feelings gone If I come off Heartless Just promise me to at least Check my pulse
It hurt me everytime I try and go and help My folks
Get a lil money all these blue benjis like I'm with the locs
Imma bang that nina everytime like That's my favorite hoe
Pain in my eyes like I had stared at the Sun too much
Roll up get high for all them nights when We was low on funds
Had to get sum bands ride with them Sticks and we wasnt playing drums
Im da smartest nigga in the room I still Be playing dumb
I lost my mind if u can find it please Return to sender
She drive me crazy but thank god it was Just a fender bender
Had to throw some sauce on you I treat You like my chicken tender
Really got ties in these streets but they Treat me like a winner
Never crossed me once and never will Shout out my nigga Christian
Talked to toure I treat his daughters like They both my children
Gotta couple niggas in that box and it Ain't come with ribbons
Told em they still was gifted make sure Mane get home by christmas They dont Know how I'm feeling I be in my Thoughts sometimes
Tryna smile this pain away but lord Knows I be traumatized
For all them rainy days my drip gone Have all type of vibes
10 steps ahead but imma work like I'm 10 steps behind
And I learned everybody ain't gone have The same heart you got
So take that with a salt of grain and put It in the pot
I was busy cooking up my pain I just Wont feed you lies
I get her wet I get a check and she wan Leave me dry
Tell her what she wanna hear like I'm her Favorite song
Married to the game control these Streets but she wanna play along
Ever since that check came on repeat She tryna check my phone
Before I had a check u ain't check for me So all my feelings gone If I come off Heartless just promise me to at least Check my pulse
It hurt me everytime I try and go and help My folks
Get a lil money all these blue benjis like I'm with the locs
Imma bang that nina everytime like That's my favorite hoe
Pain in my eyes like I had stared at the Sun too much
Roll up get high for all them nights when We was low on funds
Had to get sum bands ride with them Sticks and we wasnt playing drums
Im da smartest nigga in the room I still Be playing dumb
I lost my mind if u can find it please Return to sender
She drive me crazy but thank god it was Just a fender bender
Had to throw some sauce on you I treat You like my chicken tender
Really got ties in these streets but they Treat me like a winner
Married to the game control these Streets but she wanna play along
Ever since that check came on repeat She tryna check my phone
Before I had a check u ain't check for me So all my feelings gone If I come off Heartless Just promise me to at least Check my pulse
It hurt me everytime I try and go and help My folks
Get a lil money all these blue benjis like I'm with the locs
Imma bang that nina everytime like That's my favorite hoe
Pain in my eyes like I had stared at the Sun too much
Roll up get high for all them nights when We was low on funds
Had to get sum bands ride with them Sticks and we wasnt playing drums
Im da smartest nigga in the room I still Be playing dumb
I lost my mind if u can find it please Return to sender
She drive me crazy but thank god it was Just a fender bender
Had to throw some sauce on you I treat You like my chicken tender
Really got ties in these streets but they Treat me like a winner
Never crossed me once and never will Shout out my nigga Christian
Talked to toure I treat his daughters like They both my children
Gotta couple niggas in that box and it Ain't come with ribbons
Told em they still was gifted make sure Mane get home by christmas They dont Know how I'm feeling I be in my Thoughts sometimes
Tryna smile this pain away but lord Knows I be traumatized
For all them rainy days my drip gone Have all type of vibes
10 steps ahead but imma work like I'm 10 steps behind
And I learned everybody ain't gone have The same heart you got
So take that with a salt of grain and put It in the pot
I was busy cooking up my pain I just Wont feed you lies
I get her wet I get a check and she wan Leave me dry
Tell her what she wanna hear like I'm her Favorite song
Married to the game control these Streets but she wanna play along
Ever since that check came on repeat She tryna check my phone
Before I had a check u ain't check for me So all my feelings gone If I come off Heartless just promise me to at least Check my pulse
It hurt me everytime I try and go and help My folks
Get a lil money all these blue benjis like I'm with the locs
Imma bang that nina everytime like That's my favorite hoe
Pain in my eyes like I had stared at the Sun too much
Roll up get high for all them nights when We was low on funds
Had to get sum bands ride with them Sticks and we wasnt playing drums
Im da smartest nigga in the room I still Be playing dumb
I lost my mind if u can find it please Return to sender
She drive me crazy but thank god it was Just a fender bender
Had to throw some sauce on you I treat You like my chicken tender
Really got ties in these streets but they Treat me like a winner
Writer: Jaeron Bennett
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid