Lyrics:
Verse 3: B.G.
Bitch I gots to have it
Nigga up it
And if you don't release it
Then my gat I'm going to have to pluck it
Fuck it
Its time to kill all you
Rumin-natin' on your love
Can we make some
Conver-satin'
Conver-satin', fix it all
Trapped in my mind
Got me caught up in a bind
And I can't get out of it
Shawty
tonight
My thoughts get drowned until I feel alright
I keep drinkin' 'til I'm someone I don't recognize (Yeah)
I got wasted (Woah, ayy)
And I'm taken by
Why'd you run back once and waste my time
Fuck you, can't believe I ever called you mine
Got a lot of shit to say, but you run and hide like
W-W-Why are
What a beautiful mansion he built you
Splendor Lord you got it wall to wall
And yet with all of that you're still not happy
'Cause every time he's
drivin' me wild
She was dressed to kill in her five inch heels, her painted on satin pants
She had the look of need, like, give it to me, I dedided I should
words to ya, ya see
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I've got new books to read
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But they ain't what I need
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And this picture of you
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Just won't do,
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
In the latest drag
But alas I see
You must sell your self
To me
Or freeze in hell darling!
Come inside and be
Covered in regency
Well Hail Satin
about
But I ain't got that much time
Moms want a nigga out the house
I ain't gettin' no younger, I'm only gettin' older
I'm only thinkin' 'bout
can say I'm the
Jam!
Smooth as satin concrete as stone
Take my time to rock a rhyme, Once again it's on
Take two, One two three different M-C's
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
What a beautiful mansion he built you
Splendor Lord you got it wall to wall
And yet with all of that you're still not happy
'Cause every time he's
right
Got him in the Hell hole
Livin at the speed of light
Prayin that the time fly by so
He can see the light
See his kids meet a wife
All over a key
guard the spot
Bangas snatch chains in the parkin lot
Don't matta there still be fine ho's to gatha
Pick about the thickest bitch and I gots to hav ha
guard the spot
Bangas snatch chains in the parkin lot
Don't matta there still be fine ho's to gatha
Pick about the thickest bitch and I gots to hav ha
we pass the time while passing whitney
She's got what I been missing I gotta keep my distance
She told me she's got baggage I brought mine and we
healthy
I see my enemies they creepin, don't make me blast
I watch the five-oh's roll, the motherfuckers pass
By me like they know me, smilin as they
Yeah
Way back
Way back, way back when
Wasted
So much time was spent but
Imma just go leave it all at the alter
It's about time that I leave it all
marinatin'
In your satins, sexy a**, I get some like my old dad
I love my women bad, with just a little touch of class
You'se the Star by far, look
and body action
My finger's on the clit splashing
Your pussy lips got you spazzing
Love juices, marinating in your satins
Sexy ass, I gets 'em like my
the pews), they decided that they didn't have to take out their
Garbage for a long time.
We got up here and found all the garbage in there and we decided
to match the satin leather
Got away with selling (Shhhh)
That was the slightest effort
Too clouded to build on failure let's hit Putton Bay
I bet Amsterdam
Jones
The very first time I met her I
Saw her from across the room
And instantly we both became consumed by the thought
Of she and I being together
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