Correction Paroles Misunderstood Pt. 2 par Youngn Lipz

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Paroles

(Yeah, ooh yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah, YL YL, yeah)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I need a four
I will put you up on a lease
Bro got extender for keeps
Rather than saying what it was
As long as I know what it is
Imma pull up like Lebron
Let me just shoot up the tree
If I don't get the right target
Leave it for bro, that's assist eh
I got like 5 6 but I really don't want it
Bad B keep it real to the morning
Divin', yeah we sipping and zoning
Don't play with my heart, that's a wrong thing
We just here for nada to mornin'
In the autumn, they still tryna phone me
They too stuck at the way that I'm flowing
I'm too focused, we get it and going

All of my cheque for real
Look at my wrist, now it's flooded
I got it on wet for real
I said what I meant and I meant what I said
So you know that the rest is real
She will [?] on him
Babe don't want to be up on the lonely
Show you off and now they know it
Imma just take you home, cause you're my trophy
I need a four with a brick
Tell her go grab me a stick
Now she claiming that she love me, yeah
Get her roses by the dozen, yeah
Baby, take you out in public
Mess around 'til the sun hits
I ain't playing, I ain't fronting
Didn't start this all for nothing, yeah

I pulled up on you baby like what's good
I can take you on trips, show you the hood
Ain't nobody gon' take you, I wish that they would
And I'm bad and it's sad, 'cos I'm misunderstood yeah yeah
I need a 4, tell her pour me some more
Since you walked through the door

Oh they thinkin' they tough  (Right)
Avianne gave me frost  (Bite)
f**k a chain, get a watch  (Right)
But I'm still never on time  (Time)
You can't see me out in public
I got this baddie holdin' onto something
Shorty really fell in love with a brudda
That really made it from the mud
Come and make love to a thug
Still selling drugs
Enough is enough
I fell in love with the hustle
I can't be falling in love with a sl*t, still
Put my thumb up in her butt, still
Duck and diving from the cops
They put my brother in cuffs
The streets never showed us no love
I need a four with a brick
Tell her go grab me a stick
Now she claiming that she love me, yeah
Get her roses by the dozen, yeah
Baby, take you out in public
Mess around 'til the sun hits
I ain't playing, I ain't fronting
Didn't start this all for nothing, yeah

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