Lyrics:
Them black girls won all of that shit
Hold up, y'all, let me see what else fuckin' happened
Griselda got they shit poppin' without mumble rappin'
them stones and sticks,
And some Compton-ass niggaz
To make you fade to black
With some crazy Houston niggaz
In the cut in the back
Now who
Girls: Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, flow sista
Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, flow sista
POP 1: He met Marmalade down in old Moulin Rouge
When I told you I don't like that
Look at me crazy then you talk back
Ooo I don't like that
Yeah then lips moving talking back
Told you I don't like
She's into superstitions
Black cats and voodoo dolls
I feel a premonition
That girl's gonna make me fall
She's into new sensation
New kicks in
A Glow (a glow) ever so true
When you walked by girl I knew
You were the one
When you got dressed did you think about me
All your curves you wanted me
the club and
Walk up straight through VIP
How 'bout we get some Puerto
Rican girls and Japanese
How 'bout we get some strippers and
Go crazy with this cheese
Oh no no
Yeah yeah yeahhh
Sweetlife gat you on this
Oh na na na na na naa
Girl your body be my medicine
Face so pretty body driving me crazy
Lips
this goes any other way
Feelings that control me nearly every single day
I know what I need
I wanna get pegged
By an alt girl
I wanna get pegged
By
the police
Look
I'm black forces
I'm black power in black people
Skin black, hair black too
Black as the blackest evil
I'm black as big lips
Gold teeth
I'm
black forces
I’m black power in black people
Skin black, hair black too
Black as the blackest evil
I'm black as big lips
Gold teeth
I’m black as Jesus
through
Got this weed-head chick, she always catch me doing shit
Crazy girl want to leave me but she always forgets
Got this Chinese chick, had to leave
Voice
Or Have Your Touch And Kiss Your Lips
'Cause I Don't Have A Choice
Oh, What I Wouldn't Give To Have You
Lying By My Side, Right Here, 'Cause, baby
to heaven baby
You think you’re free but you're under the spell
So is it true you like the kind of crazy
You like my crazy?
She left you hanging on her lips
Each one cut by hand, by master glassworkers"
She draws her eyes from me for
A second to look up
"Takes one's breath away to think about it"
Mum loves
she got a man
But I know that she a cheater
Cherry bomb lip gloss
Never tasted nothing sweeter
I love her black mascara
Girl be looking stellar
Meet me
Yo! I met this girl the other night
Hype super-dope body and face, her mini-skirt tight
Talkin' 'bout legs and lips, mindblowin' hips
Had to cross
hair, she drive me wild, and her smile ooohhh
Talk about them Lakers and the Raiders with her middle finger up to them haters, girl You crazy
Amazing, I'm
to my girl, she a rich nigga bitch
Told the teacher I was gon' be on the rich nigga list (told you)
Black ass nigga, quarter mil' on his wrist (hey)
want to look into your eyes
And lose my train of thought
I want to listen to you speak
Then kiss your soft red lips
Loving you isn't easy girl
But I
on the grass, laying side by side
You could be my baby, let me make you my lady
Girl, you amaze me
Ain't gotta do nothing crazy
See, all I want you to do is
about this horrible pizza
During the show.
All:
Come out here, to californy,
Just to find me some pretty girls.
Ones I seen gets me so horny,
Ruby lips
pays, then we looking for a gangsta lean
You bad niggaz better tang your lip before
We fuck around and get into some gangsta shit
All black boys in
years, you was stealin' out of Macy's
I ain't arguin' with no ho that's fuckin' punks, ho you crazy? (Is you crazy?)
Girl, you foamin' out your mouth, is
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