Eddie Franco - humble

Told her just be yourself like bumble (yeah, yeah, woah)
She love me cuz I'm fresh to death but I'm still humble, yeah
I can't fuck with seafood, not no gumbo
When it come to smoking up all of my weed you be gung ho
Damn, damn, damn (woo)
Yeah I'm feelin, feelin (woo, damn, damn)
Yeah I'm feelin good as fuck
I'm off these drugs I'm kickin shit
Yeah I'm booted up
Stop playing games quit playin plank
Girl just toot it up
Girls think I ain't cute enough
She wanna be on my starting five now
But you not suiting up
She wanna be we again
Huh like who is us
Playin me like Wii again
Like who could I trust
Take control of me again
I bet when I get that money
I won't need a friend
Oh yeah that's Eddie
Yeah he blowin all them Z's again
Life ain't fair
I'mma do this shit square
Cuz I can't cheat to win
They know I'm the man with the plan
I'm on the sand, yeah the beach again
(I'm on the beach again, I'm on the beach again)
Asking Franco for handouts
Oh you leech again
I can't put no cape on
Out my reach again
Yeah I'm out this atmosphere like shuttle (woo)
Yeah she getting wet like a puddle
I'mma get this bag I won't fumble
I can't drop that ball like I'm in huddle
She don't wanna have sex she wanna cuddle
I don't understand what you sayin, mumbo jumbo
Told her just be yourself like bumble (yeah)
She love me cuz I'm fresh to death but I'm still humble (damn)
I can't fuck with seafood, not no gumbo, ooh
When it come to smoking up all my weed you be gung ho
Guaranteed if I give you this D, you'll be sprung yo
Got head up in the school bathroom that shit was so-so

Written by:
Edgar Charles

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