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Carre For Video (MV)




Performed By: Qpeso
Length: 3:10
Written by: Quentin Jones




Qpeso - Carre For Lyrics




Baby calm down what you looking for
Not another nigga tryna' f*ck you over
If you stay down I can drape you in designer
Only if you really sucking dick on the recliner
I can tell you want me how you eyeing me
You ain't gotta worry girl you fine to me
I might grab the Polaroid and snap a picture

Baby girl You know that I'm that f*cking nigga
Bitches hit my phone every single night
Talking bout they wanna' come and change my life
But I ain't really with that shit
Baby let's ditch this shit
And we can hit my pent house in the city
Baby show ya titties while I'm snapping em
Add you back on twitter if you bad enough
Know you wanna smile I'm finna' f*ck you right
But after this baby you can spend the night
Only got time for a f*ck tonight
I ain't got time baby suck it right
Knowing damn well we don't stop at lights
Niggas in the city wanna take my life
Know I gotta keep the hammer next to me
Pop a perky maybe pop a ecstasy
Baby I can feel you intellectually
Even when you ain't even next to me
Baby hit my phone I can change ya life
I might sell my soul for the fancy life
Dropping in the designer in the fancy lights
Have my momma sleeping good every night
He told me all I needed was a sacrifice
So tell me baby girl you wanna die tonight
Meet me at the crossroad at 9 tonight

Baby calm down what you looking for
Not another nigga tryna f*ck you over
If you stay down I can drape you in designer
Only if you really sucking dick on the recliner
I can tell you want me how you eyeing me
You ain't gotta worry girl you fine to me
I might grab the polaroid and snap a picture
Baby girl You know that I'm that f*cking nigga

(Baby, ohh please don't go, Love me, forever)

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Damnit bitch I know wanna f*ck tonight
But I got too much codeine in the f*cking sprite
I ain't got the juice on f*cking height
But I can get you higher than da f*cking wight
Baby do a line and tell me how you feel
Illusions that you seeing got it feeling real
Yeah I know ya heart beating fast now
I know thinking bout taking the cash now
I know you wanna go and check the stash now
Shorty think you need to sit ya ass down
Cameras in the estates got me looking right
Devil in my dreams tryna take my life
I might sell my soul just for the fancy life
Dripping in the designer for the fancy lights
Have my momma sleeping good every night
He told me all I need was a sacrifice
So tell me girl you wanna die tonight
Meet me at the crossroad at 9 tonight
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Baby calm down what you looking for
Not another nigga tryna' f*ck you over
If you stay down I can drape you in designer
Only if you really sucking dick on the recliner
I can tell you want me how you eyeing me
You ain't gotta worry girl you fine to me
I might grab the Polaroid and snap a picture

Baby girl You know that I'm that f*cking nigga
Bitches hit my phone every single night
Talking bout they wanna' come and change my life
But I ain't really with that shit
Baby let's ditch this shit
And we can hit my pent house in the city
Baby show ya titties while I'm snapping em
Add you back on twitter if you bad enough
Know you wanna smile I'm finna' f*ck you right
But after this baby you can spend the night
Only got time for a f*ck tonight
I ain't got time baby suck it right
Knowing damn well we don't stop at lights
Niggas in the city wanna take my life
Know I gotta keep the hammer next to me
Pop a perky maybe pop a ecstasy
Baby I can feel you intellectually
Even when you ain't even next to me
Baby hit my phone I can change ya life
I might sell my soul for the fancy life
Dropping in the designer in the fancy lights
Have my momma sleeping good every night
He told me all I needed was a sacrifice
So tell me baby girl you wanna die tonight
Meet me at the crossroad at 9 tonight

Baby calm down what you looking for
Not another nigga tryna f*ck you over
If you stay down I can drape you in designer
Only if you really sucking dick on the recliner
I can tell you want me how you eyeing me
You ain't gotta worry girl you fine to me
I might grab the polaroid and snap a picture
Baby girl You know that I'm that f*cking nigga

(Baby, ohh please don't go, Love me, forever)

(Hello we are not available now
Please leave your name
And phone number after the beep
We will return your call)

Damnit bitch I know wanna f*ck tonight
But I got too much codeine in the f*cking sprite
I ain't got the juice on f*cking height
But I can get you higher than da f*cking wight
Baby do a line and tell me how you feel
Illusions that you seeing got it feeling real
Yeah I know ya heart beating fast now
I know thinking bout taking the cash now
I know you wanna go and check the stash now
Shorty think you need to sit ya ass down
Cameras in the estates got me looking right
Devil in my dreams tryna take my life
I might sell my soul just for the fancy life
Dripping in the designer for the fancy lights
Have my momma sleeping good every night
He told me all I need was a sacrifice
So tell me girl you wanna die tonight
Meet me at the crossroad at 9 tonight
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Writer: Quentin Jones
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