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Bryson Tiller
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Set You Free
Hol-Hol-Hold up Freeze Watch yo boy come in with ease You would not believe I'll come in your dream, make you cum in your jeans Shawtys so fresh she don't need summers eve Lose the joker and summon the king Better hope I don't come in between Dope dick will turn you to a fiend Girl you better be careful Yea, if she don't take my advice I just might, pull the plug Straight up Why you acting like you so scared of him? (Why you scared of that nigga) I'm coming live from the south side You aint his no more, bout time (He) talk the talk but I'm bout mine
Gotta lotta class Whole lotta ass I don't care if yall hoes get mad Just don't get in the way Everyday Girl you know I gotta brag My bitch in tiptop shape I like how her lip gloss taste Stop playing, get rid of ole boy
Tell her deploy, girl that nigga dead weight
I aint yo man that's true enough I'll fill that void girl sure enough I aint hearing that boys immature enough I just wanna set you free don't wanna handcuff I miss you You always on my mind Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com (On my mind) True talk girl I aint lying
I'm tryna make you mine Let me set you free and watch you fly
Mama what's up I'm breaking bread with my commas is up If I pay these hoes, I won't get bang for my buck Banking on your side-bitch You will go bankrupt I cant be touched And yall fuck niggas just cant keep up Taking my time this shit cant be rushed
Im always confusing Love with lust Forgetting bitches just cant be trusted
And ya got a lotta ass Whole lotta class Look good than a muthafucka Oh my god, you know I gotta brag
My bitch in tiptop shape And I like how her lip gloss tasting Stop playing, get rid of ole boy Tell her deploy man that nigga dead weight I aint yo man that's true enough I'll fill that void girl sure enough I aint hearing that boys immature enough I just wanna set you free don't wanna handcuff Oh yea I wanna lay you down, lay you down, lay you down
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