Lyrics Coretta - Sensei7

Yeah
This one of them ones fa me
You lose yo neck you cross me bout my blood brother
My mama the true definition of a hustler
Now I just make these beats and serve the customer
She walking round wit a true king like she Coretta

She tryna get money with me and ima let her
Complacency I′m getting it off my schedule
I brought back that raw is it better
Droptop Cyan in the Porsche with the leather aye
Me and my bands in a place with good weather aye
I understand if you don't think we think the same
I squeeze her hands when I′m in it then I grip her waist
I give a damn bout you niggas man yall pussies stank
Running back gone catch all the pitches and put it away
Yo bitch gone throw me ha digits if you catch the fade
You see in my eyes I'm wit it I can't help it
You see in my eyes I′m hungry I am starving
I just never been the type to project jealousy
But your driveway is where I′m tryna be parking
I be sliding with a whole bunch of felons
But they showing the justice system they ain't no marking
I turn up and buy the bottles in my section
You hang with them niggas that hit that bag with that parsley
She walk thru I had to tell her she was sexy
Unh Yeah
Damn you a sexy a lil ma
She walk through I had to tell her she was sexy
She walk through I had to tell her she was sexy
Haahaa Yeah
Damn You a sexy Lil mama

Yeah
This one of them ones fa me
You lose yo neck you cross me bout my blood brother
My mama the true definition of a hustler
Now I just make these beats and serve the customer
She walking round wit a true king like she Coretta