I Gotta Have You-Billy May

We bout to go in on this one Travel new artist Nah mean It's like We all got dat special person we love you know a lil ride or die you know Let me tell you bout mine [Verse 1:] Ain't nothin' like a ride or die b**ch She come through and throw the fifty up Love to f**k she even roll da piffy up Who that in tha swify truck Son with tha blicky tucked Fedirally tryna hit me up But my b**ch she nice behind da wheel I be poppin' out da window I'm nicer with tha steel One thing a ni**a could say is that the heists' they be real* She gonna shoot a ni**a dead like she liecense to kill She always tell the friends bout me tha pipin is real Let me control da tempo baby cause I'm nice with tha peel(chill)* I want you on your belly quit* Max is da good side I'm on my biggavelli sh*t Ridin to da party I die touchin the shotty* My eyes touchin her body got a high of bacardi (ayy) * B**ch had da nerve 2 take a piss in da lobby Now she talkin bout catchin a body (wtf baby) Cause I want u I gotta have u And I need u It's just like a got a habit [X2] [Verse 2:] Now my baby no I got it under control Never would she crack under pressure or would she fold* She ain't with dat b******t my baby girl she bold Say a prayer 4 u give u long kisses goodnite then fill u with some holes Ridin in da rolls cruisin in the third lane* This my first time around I'm doin it 4 brydgang We them niggas hittin them switches We cook them drugs in da kitchen We gettin b**ches igot love for my b**ches Got black girls puertican even got them chinese Ecuadorian white even got them guynase Ya'll no how to find me lenox ave 7th ave Say wats sup to my mother I never had a better dad Say wats sup 2 my brother and love 2 da women dats holdin mii ni**a down while he sitin in prison U don't no how a ni**a livin Let's not joke bout da past let's just 4get(let's just 4get it bang bang) Cause I want u I gotta have u And I need u It's just like a got a habit(I think a fix need dat thing baby)x's2 The closer I get The betta u make [X4] [Verse 3:] She tellin me money don't make the man U ain't gotta pretend to me B4 u was my lover 1st u was a friend of me I'm da kid b**ch imagine my work Bein clubin f**kin b**ches all of dat sh*t is wrk Had to grab up on them tites started grabin da shirt I'm a love u down put u on your back then I'm a put it 2 work Make her wet it up put it in take wats it worth I b poppin more bottles than the package at work All mii b**ches throw your hands in da sky Let's get it poppin get high and for your ni**a just b ready 2 ride I hit da rode and kiss muii baby goodbye Dats when she hit me with da look in her eye(she said) Cause I want u I goitta have u And I need u It's just like a got a habit(I think a fix need dat thing baby) [x2] We doin 4 gang bang this 4 all da ladies out there