Lyrics:
And I can tell by the way that you move with me
So let's just make it to the room shawty you can see
How I work wit ya body that's a master piece
We
Make her say ole
She a Crazy little thang, if I hand her my glock she gone slang
Make her say ole
She carried me through the struggle, she took all
of asphalt
don't make no sense to talk that talk
if a nigga ain't gon' walk that walk
zip up yo lip befo' yo lip zip you up
Biatch!
Biatch!
I gives
he told me, 'cause he told me
Why should I worry about what people say?
When they gon talk about me anyway
They gon make up all sort of thangs
I just
momma
Tryna make it through another day crying on the sofa
I don't know why, why
We keep falling for the same ole thang, we keep falling for the same ole
want to get me out these clothes
All the thangs you can do
All the thangs you can do
Can we hang boy
You got that big ole thang boy
Can we hang boy
You
make you jealous
Ooh shawty I thought we had a good thang
Used to talk all the time but lately you don't even make my phone ring
Now its got me
Baby I got the bag
You know I got the drip
You know I keep that thang
Tucked up by my hip
& all you bitches talk
Look how I plead the fifth
I know
in this bitch
Aww yea
They they know I do my thang
Uh
Young fly black and Filipino
I count my money by the c-note
Baby finna bring it right back that's
changed
That's the way I do my thang!
[Kid Ice] Let me do it, like nothin' before
I don't need a friend, I need a whore
I need a bitch who'll fuck
a crazy life I can't save hoes
In the D you gotta keep that thang close
These youngins thieves and they'll knock ya head off
Bread talk and ima bout
a minute
Oooo
Yea a minute
Yeaaaa (Yeaaaa)
I got some things I wanna talk to you, about
But for some reason I just can't
Get it out
You make me wanna scream
wit nick rocks that'll upset rookies
Make 'em slide like li'l dicks in wet pussy
Open up the whole strip, like Monopoly
Dare one of ya'll to land
Seasons change
Every year
But you knew dat
Take your time
I dont wanna make you mine
Cheffa man Ste-Lo
Too uptight I like my bitches loose
You talk
take our time to make it
Up and break it up
And put it in a blunt wrap
Ralph Myerz make the beat that bump like that
(When you do the damn thang
Do-wa-b
Oh my goodness
She's got a sexy walk, she's got a sexy talk uhh
make a player wanna change his ways, hot like fire
doing that thang
Oh my
you just how we'll live
If i got you and thats it
Baby girl come talk to me
Written by - Donnelly K Antoine / BillzTaDon
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
broke you don't sleep nigga
You know, long live all my niggas
Yeah
Look, aye keep that Glock by my Tommy
Boy you know you pussy like right beneath
by the whizz I know that it stinged like nettles
Rambo battles I come out on top
Splash headtops and cop some petrol
Jus said hi to a next mans mum
told that her, I said its cool
Get at me
Come by the house and get nasty
I spit the real game
I rode her in my caddy when she yelled my name
I told her
you claim you got this and that by flippin crack, stop lyin, nigga you just rapped.
Lil Flip
A lot of Rap Cats rap about jewels, but that ain't rose
Make it an attitude thang
He picked me up in his arms
Didn't say a thing
Gave me that same smile
Like the night of our wedding
He carried me
baby
He took you for granted but bump it that shit happens
How I end up in yo mind without no caption
Can I show you a few thangs
That you ain't seen
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