Lyrics:
Getting drunk with these bitches and when they leave, they get followed
Fall asleep with that bitch and really don't know much about her
Then she let us
the shit she say she do
Monday, she acting like she don't really miss me
Tuesday, I feel a difference in her kiss
Wednesday, we se, we argue when we
bitch, what the fuck?
Man, can you believe this bitch Floss? (Did you here what I said? I said come here)
She want a pimp to pay for some motherfuckin'
my ass
Then laugh and say that you were only kidding
That way she'll know that it's really, really, really, really me
Call me when you try to wake
the corner and when she came
I grabbed her by the arm and I asked her name
She said it was Anita and her man's in Santa Rita
I took her to my house
the corner and when she came
I grabbed her by the arm and I asked her name
She said it was Anita and her man's in Santa Rita
I took her to my house
here) Bitch, what the fuck? (Wow)
Man, can you believe this bitch Floss? (Did you here what I said? I said come here)
She want a pimp to pay for some
And I'm with your mother at a diner around lunch time
Then I sat there for an hour in the booth dude
While she locked herself cryin' in the bathroom
When
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
There used to be times when she was alive
There used to be flowers sprouting around her neck
Laughter was as easy
As breathing in and out
to get by, oh I know
Nineteen, hmm, pretty young thing
From the Midwest (oh yes)
Got a long week ahead of her
When I call she gets dressed (she
a man
When I met Ann, I soked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me
the girls stay wetter than Michael Phelps
And she get right down to the business
She stimulate the five senses
And she like it when I grab her hair
But I
splinters
Bodybuild lift her
Homerun in her
Then break her back in two
Pure bad
Full effect
Know that she flyer than lax
When she walks by she leaves crooked
She's makes me her role model
When I call she go come over eh
Beats by cypher
Walkover
Roll over
Walkover ah
Bingo
Cypher music
she asking
She know she can have it
Not just rapping
When them boys come around don't say no last names
Rockford girls call me by my last name
When them
a drip from within like her water broke
Girl I love what you say when you're riding me, I'm thinking tire spoke
Make them call me by one, call me by two
consistent and I know I make that pum pum rain
She call me, call me like, yo, what's up
I can tell by her tone, what's up
Cutie's trying to get low, 2am she's
before, oh
By the time I make Albuquerque, she'll be working
And she'll probably stop at lunch
Just to give her, her sweet good thing a call
Oh,
there's a smile when the pain comes
The pain gonna make everything alright, alright yeah
She talks to angels
Says they call her out by her name
Oh
(Chorus One: Erykah Badu)
When she wants plenty, she gets plenty
When she wants plenty, she gets plenty
When she wants plenty, she gets plenty
in her telly She call me Tupac Shakur cause I'm the Makaveli
Me tell me, baby, run, come, come, make we
jolly, have fun Call your family, and friends
'head Playboy do your thang)
Don't be mad when she calls my name
[Chorus:]
Walkin 'round, sportin her, holdin her hand
Doin it big like you're the man
a no no
When she was interviewed
She treated big donnie like dinner food
Was listening to the carter iv interlude
When she was done I was deflated
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