No Guidance, Remake

Before I die, I'm tryna fuck you, baby (yeah)
 Hopefully we don't have no babies (it's not real)
 I don't even wanna go back home
 Hopefully, you don't live on your own
 What is the seventh word?
 He know that I love him, gonna fuck him in raw
 He know I am v-lit, never dated before
 He got me all of my feelings, now he got you I need yours
 Ohhh
 It's like that
 He ain't never leavin', I know he comin' right back
 I know that need it 'cause Shawty gone buy back
 And he don't want nobody else, he ain't it like that
 Before I die, I'm tryna fuck you, baby (yeah)
 Hopefully we don't have no babies
 I don't even wanna go back home (go back home)
 Hopefully, you don't live on your own
 Before I die, I'm tryna fuck you, baby (yeah)
 Hopefully we don't have no babies
 I don't even wanna go back home (go back home)
 Hopefully, you don't live on your own
 I just wanna bless me
 I want your bag, you best to me
 Shawty got the bread and the recipe
 He already know what once he taste me, ugh
 I'm so fly, I break my shell up
 I won't die 'til I get better
 Money and car won't get me better
 I need real love, I need hell of
 Get no high prime of arrive me baby
 Bella come montera, ain't no F me lately
 Pero mami ain't good sign aye no
 Just nothing you better my armor
 Get no high prime of arrive me baby
 Bella come montera, ain't no F me lately
 Pero mami ain't good sign aye no
 Just nothing you better my armor
 Gonna tell us up on a lonely road (lonely road)
 Mami lo santiga reco
 They protect it tal e tangga
 Mentro dem mulwe kolmigo
 Get no high prime of arrive me baby
 Bella come montera, ain't no F me lately
 Pero mami ain't good sign aye no
 Just nothing you better my armor
 Before I die, I'm tryna fuck you, baby (yeah)
 Hopefully we don't have no babies
 I don't even wanna go back home (go back home)
 Hopefully, you don't live on your own
 Before I die, I'm tryna fuck you, baby (yeah)
 Hopefully we don't have no babies
 I don't even wanna go back home (go back home)
 Hopefully, you don't live on your own
 I don't even wanna go back home (home)
 Oh, I (yeah, yeah)
 (Yeah, yeah, I)
 Tryna fuck you, baby
 Hopefully we don't have no babies
 I don't even wanna go back home
 Hopefully, you don't live on your own
 Love
 Yeah-aye-yeah
 Ahh-oh-woah (aye)
 Woah
 Love
 Lamokel lakam
 Me boy yi mi amos
 La cuatro minuto ya solad
 Dios so laked den yel na yam
 Lamokel lakam
 Me boy yi mi amos
 La cuatro minuto ya solad
 Yu so laked den yel na yama
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 Woah, yeah
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 Yeah, ahhh
 This is your love mix, baby (love)
 (Lalalalala-ah-ah, lalalalala-ah-ah)