โหลดเพลง mp3 Gossip Columns - Marc E. Bassy

Gossip Columns (Clean) - Marc E. Bassy/Bobby Brackins
Written by：Marc Griffin/Bobby Brackins/James Alex Hau/William Mosgrove
I don't even wanna f**k she don't even wanna trust

She gone have to see the dollars she gone have to see the bus

The second that I bust I am leave her in the dust yeah

She'll go tell her friends how real it was oh

She don't love me for the love she just love me for the plug

Tell her if she bring a friend she can do my drugs
I know you can tell baby come choose up yeah

She'll go tell her friends how real it was oh

Baby girl I can read your problems

In the back of the gossip columns

Whisper to me but don't tell a soul no

But we know that everybody knows

Baby girl don't know what's real she just know I f**ked the bill

Flying out to ocean drive hit the club all off a pill

They did think I was snitch that's the way I'm like a b**ch

I love telling all the homie all the freaky sh*t we did

Can't believe this sh*t she just wanna pic
Belly think she's lit she just want the plug
Girl get on his dick that should be enough
For your freaky a** we gone hit the tub
Give that a** a bath all that dick you suck
Been a freak since you was young
Been in trouble with your mom that's the type I like
I am mow your lawn I am make you cum
Over over like mama ain't home

Is it real or is it silicone
I don't know I am find out soon
I'm gonna find out soon yes I will
How you gone keep it real never keep it real

Never seen a bill
Flies your a** first class before I copped the feel
All my still kicked out asses to the curb

I don't care 'bout who you know
That namedropping get on my nerve

Baby can you keep a secret
Ain't no need to tell your girls
All your friends just kind of fine
And after you I'm to your girls
Oh my gosh I'm so with this sh*t I hope you with this sh*t
Girl I'm bent I'm coming over there
To do some freaky sh*t oh yes I will

Baby girl I can read your problems

In the back of the gossip columns

Whisper to me but don't tell a soul no

But we know that everybody knows

Baby girl I can read your problems

In the back of the gossip columns

Whisper to me but don't tell a soul no

But we know that everybody knows

Whisper to me don't you tell nobody

Don't you tell nobody

Yeah nobody has to know