Jrodessar - Freestyle #3 lyrics

[Verse 1: J. Rod] Spitting rhymes To the illest of dimes Just to pa** the time I mean it's logical In between them legs Baby don't make me beg Beat it up Like I was f**ing Your best friend Damn that's f**ed up Like oral s** Give me knowledge I pomise Not to make any promises Oh not again I'm in between them legs Pulling them panties to the side Baby don't make me beg Trust tonight That I'll get you right f** you like I'm upset Came twice not enough yet I can make you Cum more than four times Bet the rest want s** but I Want good love making Princess I'll give u the crown And make u my queen Young teen But can make you feel like you're in your early 20's Get u wet asf p**y so good Make me cum early Awake that loba You have inside Mami u stand out There's no need to hide A couple of things I would love to do to you It's evident The rest have no evidence But I have the clues To bring that freak You have inside to justice If a guy likes a girl They do something That's how it just is Throw it back like We're shooting free throws Now put your hands Behind your back Assume the position Cuff you like a sheriff We can share if Your bodies on top of me That juicy clapping on me Is all I see Pull your hair while hitting It from the back Feel so dope You would think I'm selling crack Go non stop Daily and weekly Seem so innocent A fine dime in a cent But in a sense You like it freaky Do this for the city O-Town south side Man I do this For my mother All the times I've seen her cry Man I do this For the fam All the times We had to move Looking at my Brother and mother Like what we gonna do Man I do this For my pops Even though We haven't talked In six years It brought me to tears When I seen him Actually nah I played tough Like what up How you been That's it We ain't got sh** To talk about I do this for my ex Even though I hate that b**h Cause I'm still In love with her Like what the f** Is this feeling They dealing I'm willing Concealing a weapon It's a f**ing shame How much I can relate To that first verse J. Cole 03 adolescents I now add a lesson To every blessing I see the message I'm out for dead presidents To represent me They say Ay bruh you go ham Driven like Lincoln (Abraham Lincoln) What you thinking Open minded niqqa Never pulling triggers Call the shots no liquor Middle finger In front of my nose f** your scent (cent) This elegant Never irrelevant Represent When it comes to the town Yeah I hold it down And I'm from that Chone, Manabi Ecuador Why you wanna be A wanna be Like what the f** You be talking about All the time Running your mouth But you never run it Talk about Keep it a hundred Like it's summer time It's so divine I do not try This is effortless When I said effort I didn't have to f her b**h