Lyrics:
reality she's probably got a man of her own
but I could fantasize as long as I got to for a song
and 10 dollars is a small price to pay when you love
a sexy
keeping this tame
Bois running licks I ain't mentioning names
Run with a glizzy man looks mans looks dizzy stumbling round tryna find his piece
Come with
blow
69, lick, blow, this sh** is so easy
Believe me, like moving 6 8 balls on the corner
Never slanged ‘caine, but I'm thinking that I ought to
So I can
Tango
(Tango from the mango you heard)
3 Strips on no checks
Aint worry bout them they sex (One love)
Big chain hang frm my neck
Take a whole pint
a lick
He said I make love songs so I tried to hit his bitch
But I put my glove on, I ain’t tryna have no kids
This ain’t no love song, this just is what
Some shit never change, nigga
Uh-huh, yeah, ayy, yeah
Frank Muller, put one, two to your medulla
Oblongata, there is none hotter
I'm so in love
Love you brotha
Hope you're doing alright
I said I love you brutha
Hope you're doing just fine
I know your baby one year old
And I heard she got your
Yo shut up, this is Ice muthafuckin' T
And I've been listenin' to a lotta DJ's
Get on the mike and tryin' to get busy
You know what I'm sayin'?
But
and get jerked and robbed for
Their life by a knife or a gun
So when ya see me coming, nigga, run
[Chorus: x2]
"See I had to lick em" "Punk
a niggas trunk is a nigga named Screw
And I got that boy Kici in heah
And that boy Poyo and these hoes heah
And we comin through wit that boy Flig-ati Flea
getting the cuffs I
Trying to come at me like I was inferior
But I know you know my love is Superior
Heard it from your friend that I left on the shelf
I
really do this, talkin' all that bullshit
Leave you in the pulpit
Then I bust a smooth lick, show you who my crew is
This what we do, kid
I'm really in
done heard of my name) 50 cent bitch
(I'ma p.i.m.p) I'ma pimp bitch
(You done heard about me) Coz I'm the shit bitch
Now things change at first they
heard it all before ay ay
Lucky me cause I’m the one you looking forward to love
They don’t even know what I’m talking bout
Real niggas know what I
Yes the shit is raw, coming at your door
Start to scream out loud, Wu-Tang's back for more
Yes the hour's four, I told you before
Prepare for mic
talkin' I can't hear what you said
Hit a nigga if he run hit his leg
Time is money ain't no wastin our time
Say she love me I ain't got her on my mind
All
I have lost all my love
So one thing left for that is drug (That's all my love)
You're my drug I been took, trying to avoid
Left my boy home alone
I'm sayin'?)
Don't let it pass you by (don't waste your shot, you heard me?), don't let it pass you by
Yeah, whatever, whatever you got love for,
the gift I spit
The gift of gab boy, the gift is ripped
Deal with the skill that makes ya feel it
Those that don't wanna feel it need to kill it
Love it when he hit and smack too
Baby, lemme lick on your tattoos
That's true that I like PDA
Take it to a seedy place
Suck a little dick in
get that
Getting older, just accepting that
I'm a fuckin' menace, can't hide that
Skin is black and I know the truth
Since you're moving on, won't you
they still get embraced by everybody
Pussy niggas (pussy niggas)
That's what the world love (world)
It's hurtful, that's what the girl I used to love
Surrounded by fake love
They talk about me behind my back
And then they dap me up
What type of pussy shit is that
You boys just crack me up
And all
And getting blood money
I try my best to stay focused
And hope the city love me
Pray it's not lust, cause if it is
I’d be death in a month
Lord forbid, for
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