Lyrics:
extra lip you talking bout is not offending me
They said I wouldn't be none now take a look at me
Imma role model popping bottles models kissin me
I've
the times you lied and told me that you would ride
I seen you as my wife, I was better off being blind
Soon As I went to jail, you left me all by myself
I Like that
You telling me you wanna come over
But girl I done told ya
I don't know if I could control myself
I'd love to just kiss and hold ya
we be kickin'
End up kissin' n lickin'
I'mma big mufuckin' deal, right?
Just keep it real, right?
Asian widda blue rag
I hold it down forreal
Got
stress
Your skin tone the best, it's good by how you dress
This is the love store, the background check look correct
Good pussy, pretty face is what we
By the minute
And we wanted
Different things
The pain that I hold inside
From this brings
Me to ask you
What we could be
And I knew you probably
ain't tryna complicate it If there's a risk then I'ma take it
If that's your girl I seen her naked And she know how to stimulate me
She a slut and you
stay by my side
Need a bride with some pride, let our lives coincide
No rotation, baby, don't lie
If you ride till we die, then with you I'll reside
Let
bust him like a timepiece
Killer in that pussy and I make her hit them high screams
When I walk by it gotta slap it give a nice squeeze
Slap that choke
special girl u just a number
Me and her bestie kissin rubbin touchin
She stroke my ego feel like david ruffin
Don't give my love away to another
I got her
Every second was electric when we were together
Picked you up in your apartment light as a feather
Wishin' we were kissin' and gettin' bothered
on fire
And I'm high on the feeling
Lying here with my girl
Sure is a different world
Our silhouette's by the sea
And nothin' is worryin' me
Got my Balmoral
the end girl I was buggin
I made you move on who you kissin who you huggin
Who you missin who you lovin
Know you miss me girl you frontin
You know I am
Can't you tell, by the spell that I'm under
This fella's wonderin' if you'll let me get next to you
Is there a chance of gettin' through?
Well you
and weigh it
735s I drive fits ta match
When I past
Bitches ask who tha fuck was that
Girl thats Juvenile you don't know'em he on fire
17 inch momos black
I remember those Friday Nights
Down on Main Street
Lucy, the bandit, I'm waiting for you to drive by
Wonder what car you're in?
Wonder who you are
I ain't really with that love shit but lil girl you got me trippin'
You the only one I want
I don't care about those women
Cause as long as I'm with
I ain't gon lie, girl, I'm feelin' you Say your baby daddy got a problem, what he
finna do
I could buy you Prada bags, I could put you in that Fendi
your girl or the blunt, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
No turnovers on downs
And we don't ever punt
Never trip about an opp,
What's a baller to a grunt
More
be my baby
In my heart I know we've come apart
And I don't know where to start
What can we do
I don't want to be good
Bad girl, drunk by six
ready to believe we're no more insecure than you
[Chorus]
But then there're girls like me who sit appauled by what we've seen
We know the truth
Green Grass
Gary Lewis and the Playboys
Written by Roger F. Cook and Roger John Reginald Greenaway
Peak chart position # 8 in 1966
Green grass
a little early one night
And there she was kissin on another man
Now I know what mama meant when she took me by the hand
She said, take time to know her
A boy walks by, then a young girl sighs
Whoa but he won't try, just to catch her eye
Rolls his sleeves with his cigarette pack and
Revs his motor
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