Lyrics:
back pop that pussy for your king
Orgasms on the roll can you go some rounds with me
I need a freak
Tlc in this bitch she tryna creep
Down with
life ain't fair
I'm in my zone
And I'm doing fine all by my lonely
Aye You thought that you knew me that's the old me
Guess I was too real and you was
that I be grinding so you can't say I got luccy
And my lions ready to eat you'll get punished if you touch me
If it's not your Duffy don't get in it you
account like got damn it I’m paid
This money ain’t stopping
What the fuck they talking
All this paper I’m touching
The fuck you want from me
The boy
account like got damn it I'm paid
This money ain't stopping
What the fuck they talking
All this paper I'm touching
The fuck you want from me
The boy
Chorus:
We gon spin the block
TLC
We gon creep on you
Love it when these hoes feel on me,
Still creep on you,
Can't walk cuz these knots in my jeans,
I ain't tryna fall in no club I'm tryna go hit up these streets and just make me some most of these bitches gone go TLC said all of these niggas some
faking orgasm female Done told you this... shit
Entertain us
Don't get shitted in your face
By trying to run a hoe - race
On your Ex
Who the worsest hoe
're way more sexier in person (yeah-yeah)
Girl, I know I get you nervous
You're deeper than the surface, deeper than the surface (got me askin')
Where
more condoms than TLC
Um, speakin' of which, you know how I troop
Late Thursday night playing ball at run and shoot
I see my girl Chilli in her Lexus
Baby I'm low on love
High on drugs
Feel like max b
When he wrote blow me a dub
Lil mama tlc see
She don't want no scrub
So tell me
What would you do
crazy when you touch it got me feenin’.
want you to be all mine
you could have all my time
want you to be all mine
all in love by the way you put it
INTRO:
Yea... Let's go! (Then you came along)
VERSE 1:
We used to flirt way back in the day.
You got me feeling this unusual way.
My heart is
heals me like your sex do
You got me in a trance, I’m falling for you
Make a nigga wanna dance when I’m feeling blue
Babygirl, you’re France, I’m
these hoes cuz like TLC they be creeping
Difference nigga difference play every weekend
Can't trust them they always switching teams
Pull up in that AMG
I’m not broke so I can pay attention
I know you got ya eyes on me
And I think I know what you been missing
A little bit of TLC (TLC)
So you can be my
militant, raised me by the same blocks
That really tried to break me in Cali where niggas shady
But I got a heart of gold, I'm never gon' let em' faze me
in his fitted, the clip it get empty
I don't give a fuck what you saying
TLC we gon' creep on ya
123 play with us we ball
Been on court since a jit lil
on an airplane
Well, might as well we in the MHC
Just you and me, a little TLC
And I ain't talking TV
You make it look easy
The way you turn me on, man you make it
Damn girl.. 7:30 in the morning all I'm thinking bout is you
Yea am talking bout you, tryna give you this dark skin love TLC
Baby all I really want
Take me by the hand
And I will show you to my shed
Why I never sleep in my bed
Because I’m live in what I see in my head
I tried to tell but you
Baby used to meet me on the Westside
Baby saw my, baby so my best side
I just want to kick it with you let's ride
Hop inside the car this ain't no
like we did in the 90s
When TLC wasn't Too Proud to Beg, when that nigga Keith made you Sweat
Back when Jodeci sang Forever My Lady, you'll be my baby
the nineties, like we did in the nineties
When TLC wasn't too proud to beg, when that nigga Keith made you sweat
Back when Jodeci sang Forever My Lady, you
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