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not jussa playboy - christian diego lyrics

yo this sum birthday sh-t
how you gon bring me a birthday gift to my birthday party on my - yea, y’all know what the f-ck goin’ on

keep it a bean, f-ck do you mean
run up a bag wit my b-tch and my team
i wasn’t sh-t, now i’m the sh-t
double cup squirt and some dj my sh-t
i f-ck it up, i stay prepared
kappa and white tees is all that i wear
lv cologne, i move alone
pull out the style said b-tch i’m in the zone
hoe ima vibe, this sh-t for life
i wanna date but i don’t need a wife
get you a bag, get you a me
said she could recognize me from her dreams

uh, h-lla turnt up
take me on a cruise to a spot, we could burn up
uh, learn some – been a real one since my past life
spiritual bish went to yoga
came back wit a chocolate chip mocha
lil p-ssy stay poppin’ for me soda
said she drink wine, stella rosa
i don’t get hot but the fans on
how i’m ’posed eat, wit your pants on
excuse me could i bother you garçon
another round of champagne for me please
flow sick, dawg sh-t a disease
neck froze, wrist next, then some s-x on the beach
come here, gimme dat
blow that back out, never back down
from sh-t i know can’t touch me
dawg – why your hoe so touchy
money only thing i got my eyes on
on the road to zion
young lion
end yo world like mayans
items i drip wit
all my cuddy’s crip wit
yo this fit, no mistake
i’m a misfit
miss me wit that all bulllllsh-t
bullsh-t, all i wanna do is party & bullsh-t bish

this is an og call – i’m keeping it

yeah, uh
yeah, uh
if you my girl then we practice shibari
deep down inside girl there’s more to yo body
i f-ck wit good girls that like to be naughty
you took a shot f-cking wit me so shawty
pour up another cuz i don’t feel sh-t
i ain’t no boy, i’m the man, i don’t quit
dinner wit you, santa monica beach
wondering how you fit that in yo jeans
god d-mn
you don’t need a toy when i got the real thang
mango smoothie tripping off the love on a swing
ferris wheel looking at the ocean what a dream
wavy latin lover making sure you never suffer
pleasure is my pleasure take a breath i’m going under
i could stay forever but sometime i gotta go
money on my mind i guess that’s all i ever know

if you my girl then we practice shibari
deep down inside girl there’s more to yo body
i f-ck wit good girls that love to be naughty
you took a shot f-cking wit me so shawty
pour up another cuz i don’t feel sh-t
i ain’t no boy, i’m the man, i don’t quit
dinner wit you, santa monica beach
wondering how you fit that in yo jeans
you like the weekend i f-ck wit the dream
put it right there where you say you gon cream
i luv the taste so put that on my lips
i’m acting up off the champagne oh sh-t
if you my girl then we practice shibari
spanking that -ss everytime you say sorry
you call me daddy, f-ck it then you mami
spanish that is let’s go stack up some chips
go for a hike to the hollywood sign
hit a hotel where you tell me you’re mine
go out for sushi, astrology signs
one of my interests but girl we got plenty
cop you that stussy, the kappa, and fenty
i been the man ever since i was twenty
we way too regal to talk up the petty

(some tiger sh-t i do)

nah, i could prolly do it here – f-ck wit me

look, uh
alan watts video – to goto sleep, uh
me n shorty made a video – jus last week
committed to the shmoke this might jus spark the pledge (amen)
committed to the shmoke i’m aiming at yo head
wow
big stick, g-ssin’
check up on ya dip stick
quick flick, whoa
never met a challenge i didn’t fix quick
fix dis stogey, cuz it broke in half
took her home, open da door n then i spanked dat -ss – ha …

dawg, tell me why i hit the mall last night and i copped that light pink stussy wit the luminary forces
stepped out that b-tch feelin’ like cam’ron

huh’ but you can’t run
creme de la creme what dis taste like
big bite, dessy bang my line i need that hurricane
swim good, swear i feel like frank-o off the novacane
good head, money on my mind i’m talking good bread
eat that, errthang i drop don’t need yo feedback
feline, spanish mami suck me in the meantime
clean like, new pistol
making heavy moves like bobby fischer
go figure, found a lil s-xy goth to finger
taste that, dis the sound you hear when you be taking off a wave cap like no cap, just take that
and surf it lil bish
i don’t wish
i get sh-t cracking wit my fist
uh, wow
p-ssy poppin’ lil bish
you could put a fire hydrant i’m still parking in that bish, ooo, ooo
guess i’m charming lil bish, but really i’m an alley cat
dressed in all black, can’t be mad at that
i made it here, lost bout everybody but they made it clear, who am i to fear?

(no one)

(oh sh-t)

uhh, uhh
uhh, uhh
don’t waste my time ion like that kinda stuff
big dawg, big house, big moves, ruff
her hands tied up is the only type of cuff
i f-ck wit honestly, miss me wit apologies
you should been known that this ain’t regular
stupid lit, posted, so i threw on cellular
tropical punch in my mug with the secular
if i freestyle then you better check ya temperature
have you faint quick, swiftly i’m the predator
apex, paychecks, direct like a messenger
must i, say less, d-cking down a fine broad
i was on a thin line, got up to a good grind
pedal after pedal
used to laugh at chowder
funny lil purple dude baking purple nurples
now i’m in the kitchen, cooking bacon, no commercials
on netflix, guy ritchie is my favorite
add this to ya playlist
think it’s time for greatness
so many faces
flowers in some vases
give it to my ma
take her to the movies
icee, red blue, kung fu, nice

if i fell back
it’s nothing
find me in a bag
or sumthin
she fell in my lap
i caught that
you fell off the map
you not missed
she gave me her number and that’s yo bish
she told me she ain’t been wit someone like this
had her legs up, tied up to the sky too
sh-t was so wet, told me she was shy too
but i f-cken love it
if i fellback wtf that’s nothing
catch me on the outside, riding – sliding
i love rough s-x, not a hickey but bitemarks
i want a lil scorpio, libra, sag
it’s jus who i’m compatible wit, humble brag
plus a lil aries, cancer all day
all i give is love i can’t f-ck wit the hate
remember one time i had a shorty at csun
she called me up n told me how dinner and i would be fun
if i had a time machine i’d pull up on hilter
random thought i know but i be dishing the big paws
big cause & effect, expecting a check soon
light the candle, lock the door, king of the bedroom
i ain’t really gotta say much – she know what it is
real sh-t, real spit, hate that, then keep that
i was getting top swear to god she would eat that
thing is, i don’t gotta plan to be famous
you faking, gotta make up risks that i’m taking
amazing, got a couple sons in the making
breaking, all the records off of the record
chest hurt, when i slide it in like a dresser
pressure, i ain’t even know was a word
truth hurts, fellback then came back for dessert

i was looking at you n you was looking at me
and was thinkin’ whaaaooo-whoa-whoa-whoaaoaoo

you kno ima f-ck around n change yo life right
whether it’s right now, tomorrow or the day after that
ima put in work
it’s just who i am
it ain’t you but at the same time it is you
jus kick back let me just ..

uh
light brown, pretty toes what’s your background
foreplay, upstairs by the hallway
long day, i believe that, believeee in you
keep going i like shorty’s slight work ethic
meant it, you the canvas n my paint aesthetic
flowing, already knowing they be getting jealous
but you keep it suitable i’m thinking suit and tie
anything is doable when you be feeling fly
pack a bag, and then come widdit ima book a flight
i’m a lover not a fighter but i fight for what i love
that’s enough, p-ssy n-gg-s running in yo dms tough, i could tell, if i tuck it in that little box you’ll yell, you’ll scream but big dreams
are only scary when you ain’t pursuing
i been getting in my bag but what the f-ck these dummies doing letting you just p-ss by
without a compliment at least
what’s ya name, where you goin, tell me all about your story
he a lame, think he boring, swear your feelings more important so let’s go – to the beach
where it’s warm and the storm don’t come round

(ez voicemail)

- christian diego lyrics

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