Lyrics:
thinking
You're feelin' like a lucky guy
I was the same way
'Cause she was hard to come by
I was on her so hard
That I almost lost the pussy
Go head,
She is the talk of the town got the men down on their knees
Killer body with that walk got ladies feeling down
A devil
In disguise
If the people only
got a fashion that could humble an enemy.
She's a monster, a monster.
She works her magic with the devil's ability.
She's a monster, a monster.
I ain't like those guys
Cuz those guys are flies
With no life inside
They buzz and deny
But come by tonight
They won't be the flies
Cuz They're in
You wanna jump in, but she don't like white men
So don't throw that work you fuckin jerk
Or get your punk devil ass hurt motherfucker
She ain't with
leavin' but here's her bodyguard
Oh it's today yeah
She gon' get my results
Plz God may i have 'em good lucks cuz i 'ont wan' be trapped in the mud nor
the collar of your Gucci sweater
Let me get her
She gone make it hot in any weather
And she a dime piece yeah
She a little devil
She gone make it hot in any
eyes
She's just a big devil in disguise
And i'm hoping not to ever pay the price
(Never pay the price)
She wants to hold me now
She wants to touch me
She
I just keep it packed in
I admit too hard to commit cuz she got bad friends
& when I hit that stage I'm finna fuck it up
My own blood went stabbed me
Walk into the club like HERE WE GO
She got the guys everywhere she goes
Yeah she’s so fine, she’s on my mind. Ain't got not time for petty coats
One
All the stars in the sky
Make me feel like a lie
So why do I try
I can't even go outside
She has her hands gripped tight
My soul fades from my eyes
From
another one
She giving me a hi-five
She saw the stars
Got her head up in the sky guy
Know that you shouldn't
But you really wanna try guy
Know I'm kinda sly
couldn't take it no more
She packed up all her shit, said she gon' file for divorce
We left the crib, my momma put her foot to the floor
I was just a kid,
a grip on your chick
She stay disrespecting herself
I got my hands on her hips she got her hands on my belt
I got in trouble a lot
I'm with it all ima thot
But in the end her soul was mine the damage was dealt.
Your wife she tries to pull you through
But I can give you what you're due.
With me by your side
Got game listening to her mother's pearls
And she love Beyonce cause she run the world
Her mama used to run this city
Way back before the nigga Puff
a little perturbed
Then in a fury put the pressure on her girlfriend Shawn
And like a clumsy chef she spilled the beans on where they had gone
stone me
They're gonna say, "You're trying to be
Like Barack's wife look at her
She's sitting down and peeing like that
You trying to be like Michelle"
buddy
Know where I be in the city ain't touching me
She think I got all the juice and she fucking me
Two door coupe that shit really-
Two door coupe that
Bud met Alice
In six months they were married, March of ‘71
And moved into a little house
With her 6-year-old son
It was three years before by
A stroke
And then she open up the bli-i-inds
Take her everywhere I go uh huh
And let her take me for a ri-i-ide
Ain't no life in that email, turn it off
Ain't no
yeah ain't no doubt
There's a little bit of devil in her angel eyes
She's a little bit of heaven with a wild side
Got a rebel heart a country mile
personally
The problem is, she's hot, and there's guys out there looking to keep her in that freezer
Didn't truly know how vulnerable some women are until I
of money
But I dunno why
'Cause she gets none from me
She only get dick
Way down in her tummy
And she tell all of her friends
Now her friends wanna
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