Lyrics:
This dick ain't free
You lookin' at me like it ain't a receipt like I never made ends meet
Eating your leftovers and raw meat
This dick ain't free
him wrapped by my fingertips
I'm rock hard every time that he can't get his up
Make him wanna change it up
And I only feel forgiven if changes us ?
have,
There ain't nothing 'bout you that don't do something for me
The way you kiss, the way you cry,
The way you move when you walk by
There ain't
with the crowd
We got computers, we're tapping phone lines
I know that that ain't allowed
We dress like students, we dress like housewives
Or in
of the colors
Baby doll, when it comes to a lover
I promise that you'll never find another like
Me-e-e, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
I'm the only one of me
Baby, that's
with the crowd
We got computers, we're tapping phone lines
I know that that ain't allowed
We dress like students, we dress like housewives
Or in
Underneath your name where it's underlined
I've been turned around
I've been mystified by a true love
And that ain't the hardest part
Talkin' bout
a stranger
As I drove through my hometown
Past the sign that reads the boyhood home
Of a place that's long gone now
I realize ain't nothing what it used
and downs
Yeah, that way I'm still there for you somehow
In case I ain't around
I just hope you know that I'm proud of ya
I wanna make sure that you
took
I'm back like a brasiere hook
Bitch, cheer, camouflage gear, the hunter's here
Better play it by ear, you ain't nothing but a deer
Around here
the hunter gets captured by the game
I had to lay such a tender trap
Hoping you might fall into it
Love hit me like a sudden slap
One kiss and then I knew it
(yes niggas)
(Yes niggas)
Pass that man (Yes niggas) (young black male)
Hit that shit, that's the shit
It smell like skunk, smell like skunk (young
along a Rand McNally, stand in line to pay for gas
God knows that shifting gears ain't what it used to be
I learned to drive that '55, just like
And that's where it is
'Cause somebody told you
Love was heartaches and tears
Baby, although you're free
I'll make you see
You ain't livin' until you're
Oh yeah, I got the perfect song for the kids to sing
And all my people that's
Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin' money 'til it get sky high
you gonna)
Talk to me. (Just like you need to)
Talk to me. (Baby, I will receive you)
Every secret you know that I'll keep it.
(Ain't I good to you
and I ain't feel nothin' (grrah)
Ayy, on that car, he can't run 'cause he ain't that far
Like that Glock 'cause it go, "Blah"
Ch-ch, blah-blah
We gon'
My friends, real friends, better than your friends
That's how we keep poppin' out that Benz, yeah
No foes, real friends, we ain't even got
Now, this drifter's world goes 'round and 'round
And I doubt it's ever gonna stop
But of all the dreams I've lost or found and all that I ain't got
I
it bad and that ain't good!
But when the weekend's over and Monday rolls aroun'
I end up like I start out just cryin' my heart out
He don't love me
words that go like this
Burn your draft card if you like, it's good to disagree
That's a get acquainted Communistic kiss
Now, ain't I right (ain't he
ain't nothin' like mine (uh)
Cute face nice size like mine
Stay kitted, hood wit' it like mine (ha)
Mean walk, talk the talk, let me tell you some more
to me
You've got to prove, prove your love to me
Like I say it ain't easy
To let your heart run wild
So if you want to please me baby
Then don't
takin' back
[Chorus]
We ain't stealin' we're just takin' back
Very simple plan of attack
It's our job and a labor of love
Take it home to the up
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