Tell Me Why (feat. Gucci Mane) - Kevin Gates

I love Fisha and Price 804-335-0051 LOL smiley face, LOL smiley face (Soulja Boy Tell 'Em) 804-335-0051 (Gucci) LOL smiley face, LOL smiley face Shorty just text me, says she wanna sex me LOL smiley face, LOL smiley face Shorty sent a twit pic saying come and get this LOL smiley face, LOL smiley face Shorty called my phone, I was busy (I was busy) Cruisin' in that Benz 'round the city ('Round the city) Then I felt my phone buzz, I know that she like thugs I'm a bad boy like diddy (Take that) Then she sent the text, that read, "Baby, I'm at home" Then she sent another one that says she's all alone So I text her a smiley face and said let's do the grown She said, "LOL, boy you crazy, come on" Then she said actually, you ain't gotta ask me Sent that lil' face with the tongue 'cause I'm nasty I'm on my way, girl I can't wait Twitter me a picture, let me see that, okay Shorty just text me, says she wanna sex me LOL smiley face, LOL smiley face Shorty sent a twit pic saying come and get this LOL smiley face, LOL smiley face Go to my page and follow And if you got a body like a Coke bottle Shorty sent a twit pic saying come and get this LOL smiley face, LOL smiley face See now my shorty text me, sent your boy a smiley face Gucci Mane X-rated we could make a sex tape (Gucci) Pics on my iPhone, Gucci on her iPod When she turn around, ass make you say "Oh God" Mami real beautiful, manicured cuticles Office job, student girl, holdin' down her cubicle And she got my number tell her man that's like a miracle Said she like my swag, but love 6s on my vehicle G.A. to V.A., Cali girls love me Brooklyn girls hug me, Miami girls sexy Pull up in the stretchy, jump out flexin' First date sexin', next night textin' (Well damn) LOL smiley face, LOL smiley face Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, LOL smiley face Baby girl sent the picture to my BlackBerry She fine and she thick, just like Halle Berry Kiss me through the phone, LOL smiley face We can go and kick it babe, later on at my place She message me on MySpace, told me she loved me She textin' my phone 4:30 in the mornin' Baby, I'm horny, I wanna kiss you I can put it on you, that's not an issue She scratchin' my back screamin' out I'm hers She text my phone said, "I need your love" I met her Monday last week in the club One week later, now she tellin' me that she in love, ha Shorty just text me, says she wanna sex me LOL smiley face, LOL smiley face Shorty sent a twit pic saying come and get this LOL smiley face, LOL smiley face Go to my page and follow And if you got a body like a Coke bottle Shorty sent a twit pic saying come and get this LOL smiley face, LOL smiley face She sendin' picture messages, gettin' so affectionate Contents sexual, she like to call textual So I get the coupe clean, she my little boo thing When I arrive, we get live like UStream And we gone get it on, until I get her off And when she get up on, it's so hard to get her off As soon as I be gone, she back up on my phone 804-335-0051 Shorty just text me, says she want to sex me LOL smiley face, LOL smiley face Shorty sent a twit pic saying come and get this LOL smiley face, LOL smiley face Go to my page and follow And if you got a body like a Coke bottle Shorty sent a twit pic saying come and get this LOL smiley face, LOL smiley face

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