Special Delivery Lyrics – RJmrLA
Singer: RJmrLA
Title: Special Delivery
Aye, it’s a special delivery
Sent a gift in the mail so she remember me
Got her mixing Chanel sh#t with the Tiffany
Tellin’ me go to hell but I’m the bigger me
Mm, feel like this is our moment
No fallin’ off we gone keep this sh#t goin’
Now look at you girl yo’ wrist is retarded
No more domestic our business is foreign
Our business is foreign
Sleep then wake up in London in the mornin’
She told me this is her sh#t
Gotta spit on it when a n#gg# can’t fit
Good na na na you got some good #ss p#ss# baby
Put it on me don’t give it to nobody
Hold me down when I’m OT
See me with my other b#tch she act like she don’t know me
Send me all them p#ss# pics they in my other phone yeah
That’s the one I don’t keep on me
I can’t let my baby catch me cheatin’ again
Can’t stand to see her leavin’ again
Leave me out here with these demons again
Players move in silence
You told me stop sendin’ flowers you like diamonds
It’s a special delivery
Sent a gift in the mail so she remember me
Got her mixin’ Chanel sh#t with the Tiffany
Tellin’ me go to hell but I’m the bigger me
Mm, feel like this is our moment
No fallin’ off we gone keep this sh#t goin’
Now look at you girl yo’ wrist is retarded
No more domestic our business is foreign
Our business is foreign
Sleep then wake up in London in the mornin’
She told me this is her sh#t
Gotta spit on it when a n#gg# can’t fit
Mm, I spit on it and my sh#t good
I get on it I beat on it just like it’s kenwood
She don’t know the weight I put on her just to live good
Put her in a penthouse up in Brentwood
We don’t do comments up in saycheese
All we do is commas on a blank sheet
On my mama mama told me how to treat a lady’s needs
All my daughters knew they VV’s before they ABC’s
Hit you right before my call time
Hit you up directly not just online
You ain’t gotta stand up in the mall line
Pull up on you right up at your door Amazon Prime
It’s a special delivery
Sent a gift in the mail so she remember me
Got her mixing Chanel sh#t with the Tiffany
Tellin’ me go to hell but I’m the bigger me
Mm, feel like this is our moment
No fallin’ off we gone keep this sh#t goin’
Now look at you girl yo’ wrist is retarded
No more domestic our business is foreign
Our business is foreign
Sleep then wake up in London in the mornin’
She told me this is her sh#t
Gotta spit on it when a n#gg# can’t fit
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