You cant hate it if you wanted it
Shordy got the flo yay
Eat wit misters in the shade
We call it soul glo yay
Old things fade away
But they never go way
They just pick a rainy day
Then it all unfolds yay
Stone unturned
Put that on my unborn yay
I wud love em
If they was children of the corn yay
I would give em a game
But still let em live they own way
Tell em always talk in person
That'll take you long way
If you see chick in traffic
Never hit the horn yay
Just get close enough
To tell her ass to hit ya horn late
On my momma
You can do you if you get ya own plate
Make sure you get home safe
N make sure at home straight
Oooooh wtf is wrong wit me
Oooooh I kno its somn wrong wit me
Oooooh so I kno its somn wrong wit you
Oooooh cuz i feel like u belong wit Me
Shordy on her go yay
But it wont make him go way
Standin in the doorway
Tryna keep control yay
Shordy on her go yay
But it wont make him go way
Standin in the doorway
Tryna keep control yay
Pure white henny oj
Piano in the foyer
Lay her on it naked
That cud Motivate ya whole day
Elevate yo mind
Makin up for all this time yay
Treat this shit like Friday
I got shit to rotate
This that heavy propane
U a bird on a plane
It's a thought it's a dream
If we sell it for the cream
We gone blow it its heroic
When a poet hit a lick
Spend it on some shit to help
And save the rest for shit to flip
I was broker
Than a window that been broken into
I was dreamin of
Chevels, raris' continentals
Started workin on a scheme
No one built a stencil
Got to bussin down flippers
At the continental
Oooooh wtf is wrong wit me
Oooooh I kno its somn wrong wit me
Oooooh so I kno its somn wrong wit you
Oooooh cuz i feel like u belong wit Me
Shordy on her go yay
But it wont make him go way
Standin in the doorway
Tryna keep control yay
Shordy on her go yay
But it wont make him go way
Standin in the doorway
Tryna keep control yay
Stone unturned
Put that on my unborn yay
I wud love em
If they was children of the corn yay
I would give em a game
But still let em live they own way
Tell em always talk in person
That'll take you long way
I Man - Doorways Lyrics
I Man - Doorways Lyrics
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You cant hate it if you wanted it
Shordy got the flo yay
Eat wit misters in the shade
We call it soul glo yay
Old things fade away
But they never go way
They just pick a rainy day
Then it all unfolds yay
Stone unturned
Put that on my unborn yay
I wud love em
If they was children of the corn yay
I would give em a game
But still let em live they own way
Tell em always talk in person
That'll take you long way
If you see chick in traffic
Never hit the horn yay
Just get close enough
To tell her ass to hit ya horn late
On my momma
You can do you if you get ya own plate
Make sure you get home safe
N make sure at home straight
Oooooh wtf is wrong wit me
Oooooh I kno its somn wrong wit me
Oooooh so I kno its somn wrong wit you
Oooooh cuz i feel like u belong wit Me
Shordy on her go yay
But it wont make him go way
Standin in the doorway
Tryna keep control yay
Shordy on her go yay
But it wont make him go way
Standin in the doorway
Tryna keep control yay
Pure white henny oj
Piano in the foyer
Lay her on it naked
That cud Motivate ya whole day
Elevate yo mind
Makin up for all this time yay
Treat this shit like Friday
I got shit to rotate
This that heavy propane
U a bird on a plane
It's a thought it's a dream
If we sell it for the cream
We gone blow it its heroic
When a poet hit a lick
Spend it on some shit to help
And save the rest for shit to flip
I was broker
Than a window that been broken into
I was dreamin of
Chevels, raris' continentals
Started workin on a scheme
No one built a stencil
Got to bussin down flippers
At the continental
Oooooh wtf is wrong wit me
Oooooh I kno its somn wrong wit me
Oooooh so I kno its somn wrong wit you
Oooooh cuz i feel like u belong wit Me
Shordy on her go yay
But it wont make him go way
Standin in the doorway
Tryna keep control yay
Shordy on her go yay
But it wont make him go way
Standin in the doorway
Tryna keep control yay
Stone unturned
Put that on my unborn yay
I wud love em
If they was children of the corn yay
I would give em a game
But still let em live they own way
Tell em always talk in person
That'll take you long way
Shordy got the flo yay
Eat wit misters in the shade
We call it soul glo yay
Old things fade away
But they never go way
They just pick a rainy day
Then it all unfolds yay
Stone unturned
Put that on my unborn yay
I wud love em
If they was children of the corn yay
I would give em a game
But still let em live they own way
Tell em always talk in person
That'll take you long way
If you see chick in traffic
Never hit the horn yay
Just get close enough
To tell her ass to hit ya horn late
On my momma
You can do you if you get ya own plate
Make sure you get home safe
N make sure at home straight
Oooooh wtf is wrong wit me
Oooooh I kno its somn wrong wit me
Oooooh so I kno its somn wrong wit you
Oooooh cuz i feel like u belong wit Me
Shordy on her go yay
But it wont make him go way
Standin in the doorway
Tryna keep control yay
Shordy on her go yay
But it wont make him go way
Standin in the doorway
Tryna keep control yay
Pure white henny oj
Piano in the foyer
Lay her on it naked
That cud Motivate ya whole day
Elevate yo mind
Makin up for all this time yay
Treat this shit like Friday
I got shit to rotate
This that heavy propane
U a bird on a plane
It's a thought it's a dream
If we sell it for the cream
We gone blow it its heroic
When a poet hit a lick
Spend it on some shit to help
And save the rest for shit to flip
I was broker
Than a window that been broken into
I was dreamin of
Chevels, raris' continentals
Started workin on a scheme
No one built a stencil
Got to bussin down flippers
At the continental
Oooooh wtf is wrong wit me
Oooooh I kno its somn wrong wit me
Oooooh so I kno its somn wrong wit you
Oooooh cuz i feel like u belong wit Me
Shordy on her go yay
But it wont make him go way
Standin in the doorway
Tryna keep control yay
Shordy on her go yay
But it wont make him go way
Standin in the doorway
Tryna keep control yay
Stone unturned
Put that on my unborn yay
I wud love em
If they was children of the corn yay
I would give em a game
But still let em live they own way
Tell em always talk in person
That'll take you long way
Writer: IMAN SHUMPERT
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid