Will you stop showing love?
If I stop showing love
Will you stop showing trust?
If I stop showing love
It's my oven, Santa
If I stop showing love
It's my oven, Santa
If I stop showing love
It's my oven, Santa
I'll bring a new name for your career
Seraphine
I tried to see if you wake up
But you can't handle the swing
You think you're a real nigga
Just because you have a dark skin
You play in the mail
And then yes
I'll bring a new name for your career
I'll go up
Then don't tell me I didn't warn you
Move that bling
With my Queen Beyoncé
Do everything
Trying to find my way
Always slim, maniquim
But the pocket no way
They told me that fame
Has a price for gay
But I don't pay
That price for gays
I think God never bores
But if you put the test
You'll see that we changed
For the best
They didn't want me to be
For the elite, I know
They locked the door
But I didn't call
My nigga said
In life everything passes
It's true
After a while I passed
Today the star of the toaster
Is hot
I'm * the game
Until the prostrate is 100
Who likes the *
That you post is tremendous
Man, I didn't enter
Through the front door
I didn't have
A rack
A rack
A stack
Man, it's a check
I put it in the bag
And no one moves
No, it's a check
Man, it doesn't come with delay
I did bypass
Yeah
I did a cash good
In the neighborhood
But then I said
Goodbye cash
She doesn't understand
She wants to know
How can I get
So much black
Sing