Lyrics:
on the planet
Had a body hotter than a habanjero
She had lips like a ripe pomegranate
And I was crazy like Manson about her
She got me all choked up like Mama
me, nigga
I been wrote off before, I got abandonment issues
I hold grudges like bad judges, don't let me resent you
That's not Nelson-like—want you
she divines this alternative
We emerged half-formed and hope that whoever greets us on the other end
Is kind enough to fill us in
And, babies, that's
her
And drive by the projects while a nigger hollar
I let her drive the V
She's my pretty young thing
I let her ride with me
She's my pretty
Was just a preview
This is the love scene part to
The sequel gets ready
Ooo baby O baby baby
Let?s make a DVD
Watch it over and over and over and over
then Sony too
DVDs, the cloud, what's next?
Next big thing when this one's through
Will be huge if it's got sex
We salute the industry of the San
when it come to pussy
If I'm a claim her I'm the
Only one she fucking on
Woo, two hundred dash, got a lot of cash
Still smash
Play with me I'll get your
to pick up Joyce, she be making me moist
Giving me head while she humming, she can play with her voice
And she got nice thighs, a big plump ass
She could
She got a pair of pink and purple high-heel shoes
And a baby doll t-shirt that says "I got issues"
She got holes in her jeans in all the right
her by the wayside, so sweet
Let's go have us some offspring
Girl, you flyer than a offsprey
We ain't doing a damn thing all day
Wave after wave,
like DVD, put it in like DVD
In like DVD, then we chill like CBD
She keep seeing me, she keep seeing me
DNA fresh jeans like a genius
She in stitches
want me (uh), she suck me up, she all on me
Backed by that money, now turn around and show me some
I started two tone, I got it too glowin', call me
Desire
Tearing all empty promises that had made by others
Do you know
What she done
Tearing all masks being worn by others
She's got trust issues
hear 'em whispering " dat ain't a man
Shit that's her"
She roll with them G Unit niggas
That's what's up
Disrespect me, I'll have niggas blast ya up
Take
could blow your brains
Put you in a chameleon '04 Range
Still sexy when you smoke that flame
Jerk it like a chicken when you throw that thang
She got
Behind my eyes, I reach for skies that tell no lies
The earth, it cries for change that can't be televised
We polarized and synthesized by stimuli
momma
You can't tie a sweater over that ass, or hide it in pajamas
We lay back, blowin' ganja
DVD, she make it hard to watch a flat TV, whoa
I crept
you just let me be by myself
Why can't you just get professional help
Cause you got issues
You got issues
It doesn't matter what I say to her
Cause
I ain't really got a issue
It's like heaven shining down on me
At first I was blind but now I can see
All the things that you do for me
No issue, no
mom, huh?
She copped the toys I would play with in my room by myself, why he by himself?
He got two older brothers, one hood, one good
An independent
I got a text from your ex, boy
She said to look through your texts, boy
I'm not the kind of girl to snoop but I had a feeling, too
And now I'm
, issues, issues, issues
Just like Future got no
Issues, issues, issues, issues
(Uh, huh)
Magazine in that Kel Tec, issue, issue
(Magazine, uh huh)
You dying
chicken what I'm in too
She like "damn tmoney stop playing with my mental"
I said "my feelings come and go I never meant to"
She say you got issues
She say
(Yeah)
Hennessy's drownin' all of my issues (drown)
Right before I leave, she give me more than just a, "Miss you" (yeah)
That thing got more back just
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