paroles de chanson
Don't
make
me
a
promise
You
wasting
my
time
If
you
ain't
finna
keep
it
It's
something
about
how
she
moving
her
body
She
really
exotic
I
might
have
to
keep
her
Just
hopped
off
the
PJ
We
left
all
the
blickey's
inside
of
the
Rover
He
say
he
want
problems
We
knock
down
his
door
like
we
work
for
Jehovah
He
thought
it
was
over
I
lay
in
my
bed
Thoughts
in
my
head
I
barley
can
move
PTSD
you
take
it
away
when
I
am
with
you
I'm
racked
up
you
better
back
up
Make
her
mad
she
gon
act
up
One
call
she
gon
pack
up
I'm
with
the
gang
don't
need
back
up
I
really
can
tell
she
take
care
of
her
body
She
shaped
like
a
bottle
She
told
me
she
models
She
deep
in
her
bag
Got
her
foot
on
the
gas
She
gon
hop
right
on
top
of
it
Ride
it
full
throttle
Miss
independent
she
likes
her
time
alone
I
swear
that
it's
business
Ain't
no
other
bitches
calling
my
phone
PTSD
I
cannot
sleep
if
I
don't
have
my
queen
around
me
PTSD
Nah
it
don't
stand
for
Put
that
shit
down
on
me
Turned
up
my
city
they
saying
I'm
next
Got
my
foot
on
they
necks
for
a
life
with
no
stress
Put
up
your
bet
cause
you
gon
be
upset
I
got
tricks
up
my
sleeve
I
would
never
confess
Don't
make
me
a
promise
You
wasting
my
time
If
you
ain't
finna
keep
it
It's
something
about
how
she
moving
her
body
She
really
exotic
I
might
Have
to
keep
her
Just
hopped
off
the
PJ
We
left
all
the
blickey's
inside
of
the
Rover
He
say
he
want
problems
We
knock
down
his
door
like
we
work
for
Jehovah
He
thought
it
was
over
I
lay
in
my
bed
Thoughts
in
my
head
I
barley
can
move
PTSD
you
take
it
away
when
I
am
with
you
I'm
racked
up
you
better
back
up
Make
her
mad
she
gon
act
up
One
call
she
gon
pack
up
I'm
with
the
gang
don't
need
back
up
Nah
nah
nah
nah
Don't
make
me
a
promise
You
wasting
my
time
If
you
ain't
finna
keep
it
It's
something
about
how
she
moving
her
body
She
really
exotic
I
might
have
to
keep
her
Just
hopped
off
the
PJ
We
left
all
the
blickey's
inside
of
the
Rover
He
say
he
want
problems
We
knock
down
his
door
like
we
work
for
Jehovah
He
thought
it
was
over
I
lay
in
my
bed
Thoughts
in
my
head
I
barley
can
move
PTSD
you
take
it
away
when
I
am
with
you
I'm
racked
up
you
better
back
up
Make
her
mad
she
gon
act
up
One
call
she
gon
pack
up
I'm
with
the
gang
don't
need
back
up
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