Lyrics:
South of Selma by the railroad tracks
On the way down to 701
There's a road they call Devil's Racetrack
I sold my soul in my 351
Put my Torino up
In the black bucket hearse with the rusty grill a chrome
Pickin' up the homies, we get em one by one
If you ain't psychopathic ryda boy you cannot
homie you say she your girlfriend
But when I step up to
Her I'mma be like cousin
Believe me man this is how them
Playas do it in the Chi
And plus we got
Shawty in love with me
She want the racks on her body
And I leave in the morning
I had hit it but I cannot quit her
Shawty spoke freaky and then she
Don't take it personal
We still got ways to go
Living life the way it goes
Bring the bag in by the loads
I won't get in yo way
But I'll keep you in
on a vibe I get in the whip and I'm moving 160
How is it living? It's not even risky I took a girl out on a date
I brought her to booze, got her some steak We
a Natural Athletic
Get it
She's a Natural Athletic
I want a good girl, in good health
Who don't care about daddy's wealth
Who got self worth and self
to the devil
She, she put her fuckin' life on another different level
Cause I know there are certain things that I can't do
Back in the tough days, I always
said: "You better stop buggin'!"
She got mad looked me dead in my face
Threw her hands in the air and yelled out: "Rape!"
I got scared when she started
the fear and the spots when I didn't fit it in
The devil's got me by the dick and she won't let go
Why am I going out again it's coz she said so
Will I get
its teriyaki E
Niggas want passa
So they now gotta dance
With the devil like illuminati
In the condo with the bad b like Ashanti
Got the wap, when she
to run
I don't belong to anyone, oh no
I don't need to be loved by you
(Loved by you)
La, la, la la, la
She got her hair pulled back 'cause the
Sweat's
rap game is alright. I'm just getting by.
She had a lil weed and we get a lil high
And I'm looking in her eyes and I'm loving her vibe
Told me back
and pace, got no back but she got a cute face
Said she likes the finer things in life yet she don't wanna be by my side
Cut her off, now it's her loss, missed
I'mma chill baby, we don't want the devil in this bitch, naw
Got bad one we could call it Kelly Rowland
Ooh she get the jelly rollin'
I can nelly in
about my guys she said she got a friend for all five
Well, alright, gotta meet her back here at four plus five
That's when the devil arrives I'm just
Indecisive, I'm single, it's all psych
I got a girl
She's got a burger
I'm the fries, not the Burger...
I gave her the satisfaction she craves in the back
Why she keep on calling me, thinking that I'm gon' answer
She really keep on crossing me, so I will always pass her
I ain't gon' fall for that shit,
as hell, she a devil in disguise
Never seen it coming, she just caught me by surprise
Hypnotizing me while I'm staring at her eyes
Hope I stay with her, I
One night in a local pub I was singing down with my band
When a fellow of mine named Steve said buddy I don't understand
Bonfire's a nice looking guy
She had to get a pimp,
She couldn't make it on her own! ("Bangladesh!")
She had to get a pimp,
She couldn't make it on her own!
She had to get
was smart you'd let me send her in
Make her do a stoll on E14 and bring back dividends
She ain't got no chips then in this whip you is not gettin in
If
but it works she said me neither
Uber X she got dropped off by a caddie
Super sex she go crazy she won't stop calling me daddy
Not her man's but might
is wrong with you?"
She got up out the bed to get it, I pushed her ass back in it
I said, "We're still talkin', bitch, you and I ain't finished
Now,
Discuss these she got the devil in her by buddy guy Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In