Lyrics:
ain't tight
Like a nigga might as well be broke
But quote me a price
And drop my sack
Quickly
You wanna smoke with me
Drop me a ???
With a philly
It
When you come and lay in my bed
Girl you give good head
Let me rub on your legs
Let me rub up your back
Let me hit it from the back
Let me put
Looking at you now, baby, you a show-off
Don't you slow down, baby girl, go off
Let your hair down, let me take a load off
And your body's so soft, do it
me I'ma come and I get it
Pull up on you I'ma slide in a minute
Ayy we can lay down for a minute
Baby I want you so can you just come through
Hey Lil
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
ruin this a-heart of mine.
I'll go see them come down my way
Like a fool you're gonna hear me say:
"I'll lay at your bed Sally Sue Brown
Please let
woman and man
God bless the God, lay these Streets wall to wall
It go, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yo, you got popped like a flick by that rivalry clique
It
you all to call me Loretta.
REG
What!?
STAN
It's my right as a man.
JUDITH
Why do you want to be Loretta, Stan?
STAN
I want to have babies.
REG
You
Nothing you ever had
Do u hear me
(Baby got a Bawdy)
Slim waist thick thighs
She kinda caught a nigga by surprise
(Baby got a Bawdy)
Pretty face brown
you'd feel'
What if I was go'n forever''
No more chocolate kisses,
No nappy dugout ever,
No mamma,no daughter,no sister,no
No sister friends
Tell me
called Phase 2
And let me tell ya something we're a hell of a crew
Once a week we're on the street
Just a-cutting the jams and making it freak
For you
late-night for you
Let me lay a great time on you
Don't hesitate, no, don't you, no, no
Just say you will, will, will
Come through and chill, chill,
inside my wishing wells
Yeah
I feel the pains when you not here
Feels like I'm locked in a room with no air
So
Baby take my hands and let's go
Pls don't
all blends perfectly let the liquor tell it
"Hey hey look baby they playin' our song"
And the crowd goes wild as if
Holyfield has just won the fight
perfectly, let the liquor tell it
Hey, hey look baby, they playin' our song
And the crowd goes wild as if holyfield has just won the fight
But in
it's da bomb
it's da bomb
I drop bombs like Hiroshima
it's da bomb
I know you hear me comin here I come
So you besta watch ya back
it's
you high yet (Damn)
Baby you the flyest, can't even deny it
I want you to control, just let me know
I just wanna lay with you baby can you be my pilot
I
Remember what you find 'cause we're finna lose it
Hey, don't be surprised if the guilty is among us
Don't kill them, cut 'em, then you let them be
Baby, yeah You can't, you can't catch me by the ocean
baby Kicking up my feet in the breeze
Nappy hair, I don't, yeah I'ma stretch it out by the way
you can't fathom it
That heroin run in my family
Alcoholics, junkies, addicts, and traffickers
Burnt spoons, and syringes on napkins
Tell it's real by
Puttin' all my hope and trust, in my so-called friends
Uh huh, but they always seemed to let me down
But I'm still around
It's still my thang and if you
called Phase 2
And let me tell ya something we're a hell of a crew
Once a week we're on the street
Just a-cutting the jams and making it freak
For you
smelling on your flowers
Nappy hairy chest, look it's Austin Powers (aw, yeah, baby)
I hear ya tweeting on them fag-pipes, clod
But you said it best,
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