Lyrics:
(Bitch)
Sippin' on bottles, flyin' high on planes
Gotta lotta bad women, I don't even know their names
Toppers and tats, you know I got flame
When I pull
whole lotta love
Wanna whole lotta love
Wanna whole lotta love
Way down inside
Woman, you need, yeah Shake for me girl
I wanna be your backdoor man
Daddy's wine
A whole lotta game
A lotta take your time
Mix it all together
That's how you get a
A little bit of spice
A lotta sunshine
Grandmama's kiss
as by 3 cars on
The highways and a lotta times in peoples'
Henhouses.
I been hit and run down and run over and
Walked on and knocked around and I'm just
Well, I really had a fall last night
I held all the pretty girl tight
I was feelin' single but seein' double
And wound up in a whole lotta trouble
The next thing I knew, there was a pain in my head like
My sinuses were cracking. The Santa Ana winds had come
Back, and the whole city of L.A. was
like that
One hair short of a heart attack
Whole lotta trouble, in a cowboy hat
Find me a woman just like that
Ever since I was good and gone
Spent
Well, I really had a fall last night
I held all the pretty girl tight
I was feelin' single but seein' double
And wound up in a whole lotta trouble
shot after, after a number, let alone
a whole evening I would think.
Yeah, yeah.
You tell me you kind of collapse after a show ?
Well, I'm used to it
a fire way up on the fourteenth floor
Struck down by the time I was ten by an illness
Which robbed me of the sight of the morning sun
And that ain't all
of that candy
They see me with a lotta cars but they don't understand it
They say the never seen ya boy out here gettin' his grind on
Phantom, Bentley,
Whole lotta money
A whole lotta racks
Walking in Barney's
I'm shopping in sacks
Balling like Giannis
Got bucks I got racks
I tell her throw it
She
the figures
Ohh
make a whole lotta cash in a year, that's bore
Add music and that's a whole lotta cash and more
And if you pop off that's x to the power of 4
to a nigga that's paid
Fuck that, nigga love take a whole lotta work
And when it's done right there a whole lotta perks
You learn to deal with shit you hate
everybody they said watch out hey that's the Tiger Man McCool
He's had the whole lotta fights and he's always come out winner yeah he's a winner
But I had
Where do we head with it
Right now
It's no surprise it ain't simple
Whole lotta lust
But the love I'm not expecting it
If I'm being real honest
I got
better not keep that up
You gon' fool around and get yourself
In a whole lotta trouble, ha ha
Get on back, girl, I can't take it
Woo-wee, ha ha, my gosh,
Bounce back
Baby
I see a whole lotta movement need investigation
A whole lotta woman want no complication
That's easy
Pleasing you my occupation
I want you
really wanna turn it to a war
This is Sparta, I'ma lead em inna march like a Pisces
Got a whole lotta sick flows, got a whole lotta pimpin for the pimps we
Whole lotta wrong wit a lil bit of right
Even thou we grown by the end of the night
Walk by faith don't use your sight
I'm just a man wanna change
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
all need someone to talk to, my oh my
We all need a lotta lovin', my oh my
Yeah, and whole lotta lovin', my oh my
I can lend a helping hand
If
all need someone to talk to, my oh my
We all need a lotta lovin', my oh my
Yeah, and whole lotta lovin', my oh my
I can lend a helping hand
If
all need someone to talk to, my oh my
We all need a lotta lovin', my oh my
Yeah, and whole lotta lovin', my oh my
I can lend a helping hand
If
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