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Gold Motel Make Me Stay

from love in any measure. Won't you change my heart? I'm leaving today. Oh, won't you make me stay? Won't you make me stay? Won't you make me stay?

hoochies, that wanna smooch me End up in Motel 6 in some booty Boots knockin', panties be droppin' Gat under the bed incase the playa hatas come and pop me

me to get behind her See, the ballers and the clockers know me so well Servin my muthafuckin ki's outta cheap motels Cookin chickens in the kitchen to

gold digger, she don't care about your bank-roll Keep your money, she make her own cheddar All she want from me is respect like Aretha Cooked me lasagne, stayed

ghetto life Got me kinda Alamo But still I got pulled like a trigga nigga way sicka You don't wanna see a whore anyway in fashion I'm Sean T, and I stay

Family Flip time Miphia Style, Memphis Down South, Gold Teeth Gold D's Fuck you hoes I pimp you bitches like I'm gold I'm flossin like a bone I'm shinin