Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Special Delivery, artist - RJmrLA. Date of issue: 20.10.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Special Delivery |
| Aye, it’s a special delivery |
| Sent a gift in the mail so she remember me |
| Got her mixing Chanel shit 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 shit 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 shit |
| Gotta spit on it when a nigga can’t fit |
| Good na na na you got some good ass pussy baby |
| Put it on me don’t give it to nobody |
| Hold me down when I’m OT |
| See me with my other bitch she act like she don’t know me |
| Send me all them pussy 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 shit 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 shit 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 shit |
| Gotta spit on it when a nigga can’t fit |
| Mm, I spit on it and my shit 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 shit 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 shit 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 shit |
| Gotta spit on it when a nigga can’t fit |