Lyrics:
I was ridin round in my nissan wit the cash in the middle
Won't see a nigga round me if he ain't that beneficial
Ass kissin is a negative I don't
When I was very young my mother often said
I was a bashful kid my face was always red
I was afraid of girls but now you see Lordy Lord there's been
Sweet melody kissin' your heart
Makin' love to your soul like rock and roll
Long after last call
Long after last call, yeah
They said, "You don't
I be all on my kissin pink
I don't want to
I just want you
And wanna do them nasty things
Wanna give you everything
Baby girl cause you're everything
sayin that gay shit
i guess you was kissin my dick when you was kissin that bitch
nasty shit
you thought i was boning her back
you calling Carm' a hundred
that you in the streets hustlin'
You sit behind a fuckin' desk at The Source butt-kissin'
And beggin' motherfuckers for guest appearances
And you
with the summer wind
Sunday school swag, that's just how I feel
Lil mama look by me, keep her toasted
Beauty like a rose, blooming the summer wind
(let's
kids
Why'd you have to play yourself by playing me?
Disrespectin me like if I was a kid
Why you had to f*cking lie and play the victim
You brought out
you have to play yourself by playin me?
You disrespected me like if I was a kid
Why you have to fu***' lie?
You brung out the bad in me
I never thought
(Lights and inhales blunt)
Uh huh
I'm try'na come see you
tonight, yeah you'd like that huh
(laughs)
I'ma see you in a bit
I need a bad girl
no kissin
no touchin
no huggin
no snugglin
i'm missin your lovin
my body cant function
now i'm back on my grind
i gotta stay fly
ya girl's hot
in the ?
Yo girl be sucking me
Then she kissing you
You sucking all my babies cuz she kissing you
Yo girl be sucking me
Then she kissing you
You sucking all
She want to hear track six, she told me that's her (jam)
Baby girl said I got the title, got a nigga feelin' like Michael
Jackson, Jordan, don't
girls kissin' girls, 'cause it's hot, right?
(Ayy) but unless they use a strap-on, then they not dykes
(Whoa-oh-oh) they ain't about that life, they
me?
(Put me in that motherfucka)
Yeah that type of shit
You know what time it is
Maybe it's the thug in me
By age thirteen I was buckwild
Good at my
(Girl--Tonight)
(Twista):
It's gettin' late lil' mama
We've been at the club too long
Let me take you out to my home
Tell me what a nigga gotta do to get you out
get snaked, you can get faked
Out by the bitch that you feelin'
'Cause you thought that she was an angel
That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo
moments, and I live for a livin'
But this for the girls that barely let me get to first base
On some ground ball shit
Cause now I run my city on some town
up in my car,
Oh my god please,
Kissin grindin by them over at the bar,
Oh my god please,
Tryna push my limits way to far,
Im bout to have a nervous
gave me DMT, straight from your brain, girl
(I'm with the boys, making the noise)
We weren't in nature to marry again
(I'm with the boys, making
waste a second, no girl
I just wanna make you come dance with me
Come talk to me, come here darling
Come here for me baby
Why you so far away? You
I love you
I love you, I love you
Baby, I love you, you are my life
My happiest moments weren't complete if you weren't by my side (you weren't
I love you
I love you, I love you
Baby, I love you, you are my life
My happiest moments weren't complete if you weren't by my side (you weren't
Tribal tattoos and he don't know what it means
But I heard he makes you happy, so that's fine by me
But still, I'm just keepin' it real
Still lookin'
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