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see you - ty'ron (allmfmg) lyrics

[intro]
baybeehhhh
yeah…
this goes out to the queens
bad b*tches with a bad b*tch team
this goes out to the good girls
alphabet girls make all the cream

[verse 1]
you my inspiration
we make movies on location
i need you now, why we waiting
can’t stay away from my baby
i had some others but you done replaced them
i run with you but i will not chase them
if you want it and i got it then you got it, that’s basic
take you out the city, f*ck you mean in nice places
i need you daily, you are my greatest
f*ck these awards, you my black trophy, baby
going sideways, you calling me crazy
ways that you make me, i think you amazing
pregame at 8, by 9 we werе faded
had them pre*rollеd, now we were blazing
everything hazy, fell back, lazy
and we woke up the next day and forgot how we made it
uh, we a hit, we the sh*t
we dope, we a brick, we a m*th*f*cking l!ck
bonnie and clyde or bobby and whit
they don’t know why we fit but they know that we stick
and i know this is it, for now, it’s legit
we the whole clique, the whole team
this goes out to my queen, my melanin dream
my m*th*f*cking summer baby! i just wanna see ya!

[chorus]
i just wanna see you (baby, i just wanna see ya)
i just wanna see you (i wanna see ya!)
i just wanna see you (shawty, i just wanna see ya)
i just wanna see you (i wanna see ya!)
pull up and pull off in some fresh
stand up and stand out, they flexed
cash in and cash out on some checks
keep a n*gga in mind and some love in ya chest
i just wanna see you (baby, i just wanna see ya)
i just wanna see you (i wanna see ya!)
i just wanna see you (shawty, i just wanna see ya)
i just wanna see you (i wanna see ya!)
you the real one, when all the games done
hate to see you leave, love when you come
you my habit, you my marijuan’
i’m f*cking with everything that you on

[verse 2]
i’m privileged and honored
bae, you on fire all summer
we turned rock bottoms to come*ups
and i turned your periods to commas
you made me into a caesar
bumping that sza, it’s your season
you ain’t no side, you the whole entrée’
so treat the hallway like a runway
step out in that t*shirt dress
see that ass poked out, you blessed
don’t tease me, baby i’m stressed
i’ll treat you like money, get whole thing stretched
i got you on the counter, they got you on a poster
they got nothing on me, i’m a mogul
this is working out just how it’s ‘post to
how in the world can we ever get closer

vacays in the nola, weekends pensacola
hennessy straight, you mix it with the soda
my rider, my rolla, my number one souljah
louboutin pumps and the st. laurent loafers
it’s a man’s world but i bow to you
we got a high class vibe but we bout it too
show the city how you living at the fountain blue
ain’t a b*tch in the world that can challenge you
i wanna see you, wanna touch you
wanna kiss you, wanna love you
wanna f*ck you, wanna cuff you
wanna daughter, wanna son too
rap my songs, never lead me on
i know, that you’ll never ever lead me wrong
realest one on the team when the fame is gone
there’s n0body else on this pedestal you on
you just gave me everything that you got
and i give you my word, i will not let you drop
[chorus]
i just wanna see you (baby, i just wanna see ya)
i just wanna see you (i wanna see ya!)
i just wanna see you (shawty, i just wanna see ya)
i just wanna see you (i wanna see ya!)
pull up and pull off in some fresh
stand up and stand out, they flexed
cash in and cash out on some checks
keep a n*gga in mind and some love in ya chest
i just wanna see you (baby, i just wanna see ya)
i just wanna see you (i wanna see ya!)
i just wanna see you (shawty, i just wanna see ya)
i just wanna see you (i wanna see ya!)
you the real one, when all the games done
hate to see you leave, love when you come
you my habit, you my marijuan’
i’m f*cking with everything that you on

[outro]
this goes out to the queens
bad b*tches with a bad b*tch team
this goes out to the good girls
alphabet girls make all the cream
yeah, this goes out to the queens
bad b*tches with a bad b*tch team
this goes out to the good girls
alphabet girls make all the cream and
alphabet with the m*th*f*ckin money plan
alphabet with the m*th*f*ckin money plan
mid*flight, montgomery to the core
cookin’, cookin’, cookin’, cookin’ up some more
you know

- tyron allmfmg lyrics

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