Lyrics:
up for that good sex (sex)
When I pull up, ain't nothing said
Cause I told you we gone share ya bed
If you on some shit, I got insteads (yeah, uh, I
When she's with me it's Heaven Sent
And she screaming
You mite wanna ride out
Cause yea boy I'm heavy on the block
Drive-by, tear da sides out
'scuse me on my 2Pac
Keep your head up, when did you stop, loving thy
Color of your skin? Color of your eyes
That's the real blues, baby, like you met
straight
You told me things
That heroes must make
I'll do what you say
As long as you kneel
And I can be had
Without sex appeal.
Submitted by
ways
And I’ll never work for free
That’s why I’m always paid
You prolly wanna work for me
Because them checks be great
I’m pullin up with a army
around and back up, hit me with it
So I can show you how we get rough
I got chains and whips and cheese dips and shit
And anything you wanna do with cuffs
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
for chasing
I hate sucker niggaz, keep em the hell from me
Man you pussies make me sick like an STD
I don't mix with niggaz, and recipe
You call it
Yeah, 1997
Tony Fantell
Me and my crazy world
You know what I'm saying
Will my niggas that feel me throw your hands up
You know what I'm saying
All
Do the dab on it
So good make you wanna fly on it
Ola her coolo is Cray
So Cray Ola
Color of melanin
That's the way
So Chocalat
8-bit gateway
Octapussy
'm burring the match
Lighting up the gat
Making shit mix and match with a batch by getting my brick house semi detached
Much like Michael in contrast, I
sex me a bitch
Til she runnin and it's runny
I'm at home in her shit
Feet up like Al Bundy
Was gonna drop in 2020
But then sh t got Unchy
Covid hit, I
'm falling lately, it feel like my children hate me
You tell me I'm beautiful and yet no man wanna date me
Haunted by vivid memories of that man who raped me
bitches is pimpin'
Oh and did I mention
Keep me up out your mentions
You bitches ain't soldiers y'all
Just be wantin' attention
Hey yo New York, get
to that baby you just want me deep
Ok it's till the morning then
And still ain't talking Justin's song when I say all in it
I'm talking I wanna sex you up
Boy?)
To all you bitches that wanna fuck with me
[Grand Master Flash, the Furious Five]
(Do you want a Nasty Boy?)
Freakin you bitches like Jodeci, I
up, we gotta talk it up
Then spark it up, then fuck, split up
Get back, make up, then stack cake up
And I'll be waitin' for you while you do makeup
to roll
I got the strap by the seam of my clothes
Show a lil nigga this cutta on me not even his beef but his mans get expose
Putting down pressure you
Sitting at home all alone doing wrist extensions
I don't play
TonyJ the best she ever had
Wanna Sex You Up like my name was Color Me Badd
Doin' It & Doin'
You still love me?
Take this
You ready? One, two, three
'Cause the more you put me through
The more it makes me wanna come back to you
You say
ain't rolled up,
Let's mix sex with the weed smell
Then ride me nigga like you do them V-12's
I'll be yo SLK and you can drop my top
And I'll be all
ain't rolled up,
Let's mix sex with the weed smell
Then ride me nigga like you do them V-12's
I'll be yo SLK and you can drop my top
And I'll be all
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