Lyrics:
me what you all about
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By
doubt
Step out, show me what you all about
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out,
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By a Cherokee and a green drop-top
drink out the bottle she get right on top of it she wanna ride it
Yeah I got your thotty she tryna get by me I'm pimpin these hoes I just feel like I'm
a home
I'm by myself
Gettin stoned
Please excuse
Me if I'm
Wrong
I had 2
Cut off
My phone
I had 2
Cut off
Some hoes
Everyone
Leave me
Alone
They pull
Me
Charity begins at home
Keep your hands in your pockets
Charity won't leave you alone
Everywhere that we turn
There are mouths to be fed
How can we
I heard your ex was an alcoholic, hurt your feelings and didn't do right by you
Now though I'm puzzled by how that could possibly be true, I must say
homes I'm down,
I'm down for
mines, es mi varrion
So you want to be a gangsta, and build your rep,
well kick back and I'll tell you how step by step.
mouth (What mouth?)
Face to face with that mouth (What mouth?)
Face to face with that mouth (Your mouth)
We've only come to dance the
Dance to take us
Lil' spoiled bitch, two thousand on shoes (two thou', shoes)
Walk in the club with one bitch, leave with two (yeah, dos, two)
By myself at the top like
get a bag when you get back home, ayy
Zip your mouth
Lock it and throw the key away, yeah
Diamonds, on my mothafuckin' wrist bling blay, yeah
I got
Defeating the heart of an artist
You'll be starving without a home
If you try to make it on your own
You can't be hard if you're not grown
If you're not
Murphy's Law
Generation X—will I ever be your ex?
Flaws of a baby step', mauled by the mouth a bit
Pause, put me under stress, crawled under rocks,
East Oakland to South Jamaica
Hilo to Kalapana
Got a lot of hotties as sweet as Papaya out here
Dishonor will get you cracked
Up in your mouth without
of your mouth"
She licked the corner of her lips, as if to say
"Here?", I nodded, implying, "Yeah, you got it"
And, then the bus stopped, at 53rd
way back home (back home)
The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone
(Hey, ayy)
I turn my head to the East
I don't see nobody by my side
I turn
been two years, you're sitting in the same spot
Chilling in the same blocks
Me and you are different
You talk about beef
While I plan your route home
Girl just come home with me
You in the passenger side when I'm drivin'
Girl you kissin' all on me
Lickin' my neck when my hand's on your thigh
into your mouth
His rising chest right next to me
Has no clue the emptiness
I’d like to just break his heart
But it would leave too big a mess
So
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By a Cherokee and a green drop-top
doubt
Step out, show me what you all about
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out,
home
I want to love you from your head to your toe
I like a little fuss and fighting when I go
You say leave, tell me stay, want me go
Then I leave
pray that we don't get pulled over
You better keep your mouth closed (closed)
See real niggas never fold (fold)
See me, I was playin' the stove
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Million Pieces (Kissin' Your Cares Goodbye)
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