Lil Bit Ringtones

Baby, let me stop for a lil' bit Don't fight, don't talk, for a lil' bit Good shots, good fuck, for a lil' bit Might come on top, for a lil' bit Yo me voy a encontrar, for a lil' bit Tengo tiempo pa' hablar, for a lil' bit Te lo voy a comprar, déjamelo a mí Quiero tener que pensar en lo que perdí You and me on the road with a fast car Yo a tu la'o, tú dormía' en la puerta Yo te dejo volar, no estar presa Que a la vuelta siempre me compensa' Contigo no pierdo la emoción Si te pienso todo el rato, rula uno de ese blunt Dame un whisky con coca y ron (ah) Dame un beso en la boca y pasa al corazón Baby, let me stop for a lil' bit Don't fight, don't talk, for a lil' bit Good shots, good fuck, for a lil' bit Might come on top, for a lil' bit Yo me voy a encontrar, for a lil' bit Tengo tiempo pa' hablar, for a lil' bit Te lo voy a comprar, déjamelo a mí Quiero tener que pensar en lo que perdí Baby we should talk for a lil' bit Get dressed, I'll be there in a little bit (I'm on my way) I've been hearing about the things you been going through (ah) You by yourself and you ain't got no one to talk to Or maybe we can drink for a lil' bit (we could) And you could tell me how you think just a lil' bit (I'm listening) I knocked 'em other niggas, I don't play games (I don't) Should've knew he wasn't real by his fake chains I'm just tellin' you the truth, I don't throw us off But if you don't see it comin' then it's your fault You look good, you should never even stress niggas You know I'm always there, I just want the best for you Baby, let me stop for a lil' bit Don't fight, don't talk, for a lil' bit Good shots, good fuck, for a lil' bit Might come on top, for a lil' bit Yo me voy a encontrar, for a lil' bit Tengo tiempo pa' hablar, for a lil' bit Te lo voy a comprar, déjamelo a mí Quiero tener que pensar en lo que perdí

Bit by bit, I'm gonna get my bricks out in the sticks Bit by bit, I'm gonna build my house in the wildest thickets I'm gonna get away from all those mouths and my shit I'm gonna say goodbye to all the la-di-da-di-da-di-da-di-da I'ma gettin' on a mountain Far away from the people on the ground, and Some cop sticking up my wagon One by one (one by one) I'm gonna get my properties all bundled up (bundled up) To the branch of a poplar tree and saunter off With a buck and a wildebeest, we're Getting lost, we're getting lost We're getting lost I'ma gettin' on a mountain Far away from the people on the ground, and Some cop sticking up my wagon Chop, chop! We're gonna build a cabin Up top, on a pretty little mountain Fuck off, all you people on the ground, yeah No, I won't bring too much of anything Maybe a little slicker for the rain Maybe just a good book and a heart to break I'll make a mistress of a little Wiccan thing Bit by bit, I'm gonna get my bricks out in the sticks Bit by bit, I'm gonna build my house in the wildest thickets I'm gonna get away from all those mouths and my shit I'm gonna say goodbye to all the la-di-da-di-da-di-da-di-da I'ma gettin' on a mountain Far away from the people on the ground, and Some cop sticking up my wagon Chop, chop! We're gonna build a cabin Up top, on a pretty little mountain Fuck off, all you people on the ground, yeah

Yeah 'Cause I'm still workin' on the recipe felt-beast The legacy Grabin' life by the - not someone instead of me The death of me is yet to come feelin' next to none Let me run on this I insist you won't forget me, son High-Five, won't forget that I'm alive bars not too far I'll do more than just survive Far off, I should die before my eyes get the Chance to open I'll rest in heaven knowin' that shit was down But never spoken Problem with that or drama not down With a twenty-four hour frown There's looking of misery and fuck him He can keep his crown He'll speed the ground off your simplicity, fingertips Bring the six alive, get my mates inside me Up young street at the hundred and fuckin' sixty-five Don't let me go Seriously, don't let me go, man Yeah Only in the flesh and blood can anyone get rid of T Our song lives on for many years in people's ears I could be long-gone You'll still know my dreams and fears I'll find a wife, will I have a daughter and a son Or will I die alone with the child-count none? Will I have a number one son that I picked? Or will I die of dilemma that I self-inflict? These are the times to put the force aside Jump aboard the ride I seeked up every peek, held my breath at every death Sank to all the bunkers, then I climb back Every step Picture this, feltbeats and family chillin' Twent years from now, kickin' back, happy And willin' to get everyday the same attention to all events Count my blessings, love every lesson life presents To give everyday attention to all events