Losing Control Lyrics

Shawty, she losin' control, all deep in her soul

Baby, beggin me for more, I already did the most

Fuckin' with me for sure, fuckin' with me for sure

But she wasn't fuckin' with me whenever she saw the pole

Why keep that on you

Cause I'm still in the streets

Wish I was a ball player so you could be on the seats

Not worried bout you, not worried bout me

But this just how it is, just like the TV

I see some wild shit in my sleep, now I can't dream

Life ain't what it seems, we'll see what it bring

I done ruined our thing, miss you my ting

I won't give no rings, these all my flings

She was so bad, put her on to the team

45 under my seat, try me and you'll see

I can't serve all these fiends in and out scenes

I can't ever be seen without my beam

I just iced my rollie, made that shit bling

Had to get my paper tall look like Yao Ming

I just had a Christian ride me with no ring

Just had a gold digger, made that bitch sing it

She like the way I pimp her, lovin' my demeanor

Aqua, aqua, aquafina, diamonds, Latina, Selena

I bought my cuzo a good lawyer when he got subpoenaed

Told you Earv Magic a wizard like Gilbert Arenas

I bought my Glock a brand new girlfriend and paired him with Nina

All day I'm dedicated, all bout these stacks like Adidas

After hours with your bitch, I'm feeling your Tina

You can't see me like I'm Cena, your bitch, I ain't seen her

Unloading this whole clip, cover me, I'm reloading

I'm too focused on the chips, I don't really do hopin

Move too fast, vision blurry I can't even focus

But then again, I'm in slow motion in her ocean

I just had my lil

Shawty, she losin' control, all deep in her soul

Baby, beggin me for more, I already did the most

Fuckin' with me for sure, fuckin' with me for sure

But she wasn't fuckin' with me whenever she saw the pole

Why keep that on you

Cause I'm still in the streets

Wish I was a ball player so you could be on the seats

Not worried bout you, not worried bout me

But this just how it is, just like the TV

I see some wild shit in my sleep, now I can't dream

Life ain't what it seems, we'll see what it bring

I done ruined our thing, miss you my ting

I won't give no rings, these all my flings

These all my flings, look all my rings

Every time I lost freaks, I married me

I love to spoil myself, coppin' blue cheese

I'm the gold child himself, I promote me

Pulled up, in a Hellcat, damn, he blew fast

Drooled up, on my thick dick mike to her Vick

Pulled up, drop him like my tints

AR hot Had to cool it off

Just like my jewels

She's splahin on some pools are us

Personal preference, Ruger tucked

I just made your shooter's duck

Your niggas ain't real enough, I can make my side pull up

And she finna wet you like she wet me when she squirt that cat

Had to clean my dirty money before it fold laundromat

Baby, baby, baby, keep moving that thing

Ain't fuckin' with the front ones, but she fuck with fangs

I'ma keep on hustlin' until I'm green

Sky hook in that pussy, plagiarized Kareem

I just had my

Shawty, she losin' control, all deep in her soul

Baby, beggin me for more, I already did the most

Fuckin' with me for sure, fuckin' with me for sure

But she wasn't fuckin' with me whenever she saw the pole

Why keep that on you

Cause I'm still in the streets

Wish I was a ball player so you could be on the seats

Not worried bout you, not worried bout me

But this just how it is, just like the TV

I see some wild shit in my sleep, now I can't dream

Life ain't what it seems, we'll see what it bring

I done ruined our thing, miss you my ting

I won't give no rings, these all my flings