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Can't Keep Keisha letra


I been thinkin' 'bout my life with you
We been fuckin' for a night or two
You like the sunrise even in the afternoon
Can't keep Keisha off my mind

They gon' be like: Who is Keisha?
That's my baby
Ain't no muhfuckin' Keisha, man
I'm just poppin' my shit
You feel me
I wake her up like this, like this

We woke up in the mornin', baby, it's a blessin'
I'm tryna give her mornin' dick before she cook me breakfast
It must have been some warnings, really didn't get the message
Like when my phone on silent
Just like the tires on the Tesla, bitch, you know I'm ridin'
Don't try to swerve inside of my lane when you finally see me thrivin'
These hoes gon' try to drive you insane when they finally see you smilin'
I let the window down and light the blunt so they can see me vibin'
It ain't even warm outside
Niggas know that I'm the one, but I took my losses just like the Hornets, I (uh)
Had to switch shit up, had to move shit around, now I'm right back, fortified
Used to come with a trash bag full of them pounds and a big Glock .45
Yeah, when she gimme that pussy, I need head first like one of them water slides
You know that they came to me, put that shit in my hand
The day that they took your chain, I'm showin' up ready
Sunshine, rain, sleet, snow like one of those football games
Bitches see me, screamin' and holdin' they face like they got peppered sprayed (ah, ah)
Baby comin', they linin' up 'round the block like it's election day (yeah)

I been thinkin' 'bout my life with you
We been fuckin' for a night or two
You like the sunrise even in the afternoon
Can't keep Keisha off my mind
Yeah, let's go

I got a bar for every bump on your face
Shit, were the keys? I got a car for every muhfuckin' day
Oh, what a blessin' 'cause the car I drive depend on my mood
Ain't help me cook before I ate, I still a give her my food
Now fuck these niggas and these bitches and they feelings
I'm rude 'cause they took advantage of me (yeah)
Before I gave my bread to my hoes, I done gave my family money
I made myself a boss by myself but you had your daddy money
Now that's the plan for my kids
Before I let a bitch dishonor me, I'll be a man with no rib
Give a fuck 'bout none of that (uh, uh)
I'll give up everything I got just to get my brother back
If they with me and they standin' on business, I'll stand in front of that
That's the type of man I am
I'ma keep on goin' through hell and back to be a family man (nigga)
You play with my family, you get whacked, I'll shoot your cameraman (nigga)
I've been around the world, I'm talkin' from Hong Kong to Amsterdam (nigga)
I'm from the bottom, I turned a show down in Pakistan (yeah)
All around the globe people will pass out for attention from me (okay)
When I get through customs, fans be waitin' 'round with pictures of me (okay)
I be keepin' my eyes on who beside me when this shit get ugly
I just flew my mama to Abu Dhabi, nigga, this shit been lovely
Believe that, nigga

I been thinkin' 'bout my life with you
We been fuckin' for a night or two
You like the sunrise even in the afternoon
Can't keep Keisha off my mind

Yeah, this shit been lovely, nigga
You know
To God be the glory, man
I'm blessed

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