had u made love on street song I prove to u neva did you wrong I can prove my unwrongs my triple X poetry made me strong u be fiend for an nigga why not come home fuck the streets I don't wanna stay gone u colder like an winter hotter like an summer I put out my stunna I stick my tongue on ya it sounds like thunder I make cum sex last longer we can fuck on an trap song when they play racks on racks gone throw that ass in an circle let the pussy get murk on an slow song I'm pleasing your body I mean no harm I got u feeling good from my wood ur the baddest bitch from the hood what's good I swear I would never cheat on u fuck my exes I bury em six feet ur pussy leaking like an creek send me sneaky link then I pull up u let the good boy out I'm an real nigga let's fuck in the trap house I reconsider I pour u an drink like an bartender I turn ur body into gold like gold finger I'm nothing but an gang member I fuck u with mask on du rag on welcome to my end zone I prove u wrong inside my Georgia dome gimme some dome I rip off ur thong my dick is very long come on baby ride that donkey Kong I beat that pussy on like king Kong I told u I never do u wrong I prove to u listen to this song mother fuck the past turn em into ash we rise up from the past what bout our future last tell our enemies kiss my ass let's make it happen jealous niggas tryna break us up we ain't having that breaking ur heart I swear it be my last yeah