Lyrics:
Spice Girl emcees Wannabe
But they can't, ain't no points for effort, so why bother?
Cause your girl calls my name out like Clarence Carter
Clarence
a lil spice
Verse:
11:30 at night, club lights lookin bright
Peep this lil jawn by the bar
I got her on sight
She say ha name Damary
Let me get
And, yes, I get ate, Like Chick-fil-A
Let’s go on a date, you’ll be home by eight
Cause I respect women
You better not be trippin
I'm swimmin' in linen
car, then
Tagged him with the skull and bones, cause he be soften
Hollow like a head without no brains inside
And his girl was so damn small, you had
More of a boys girl
Boys girl
Boys girl
Boys girl
More of a boys girl
Sugar and spice, yeah, that sounds nice
But it's too sweet for me
My
New York or any of your comrades in arms
I'm tearing down that posterboy Miss Piggy-lookin' leprachaun
El-Pee vs. The Spice Girls (I got 5 on scary
this shot is outrageous
Im done with all the fuckery
I said that we can talk but u just bitch
Damn u in love wit me
U on my dick like ya girl should be
ask my friend
Old spice, white dove girl it ain't the same scent
Ice spice, Mine my Dm Message Been Sent
Yes I'm choosy, bad bitches been knew me
getter
Now me, I'm out to get the grits, more than a little bit
If I said, "Don't get it Black," you know I'd be a hypocrite
Levels often fluctuate
can ride this pipe
A secret lover be my late night hype
You can be a lady but tonight
I wanna see you
Get nasty
Get nasty
Get nasty
Get nasty
Girl get
wait
(Listen to the Spice Girls)
So now we live and learn
And love and burn
And smile and cry
Pay taxes then die
This is what we live for
These are
I use to push up on a girl Salt 'N' Peppa Push It Push It
D's in school cause the music was my focus
Jokes in class but when I learned I didn't pass
I use to push up on a girl Salt 'N' Peppa Push It Push It
D's in school cause the music was my focus
Jokes in class but when I learned I didn't pass
back to flippin' flower
South Central nigga what?
The representer, damn your girl seen me comin' and ran
Young enough to be my daughter
My posse
feeling on yo spine
I thank god that your mine
We could be touching all night
Everything feeling so right
When we fucking to this song
Let that shit
to me
Gotta say It like the way it is
For sure time is money
Don't got it
I be makin it
Why you fakin it
Your girl on me shakin it
Want money in my pocket
Yeah
(it don't stop)
Yeah
Check it out
(it don't stop)
Come on
[Chorus]
We love to flirt
To chase the skirts
Get to know who we are
Girls
Yeah
(it don't stop)
Yeah
Check it out
(it don't stop)
Come on
CHORUS
We love to flirt
To chase the skirts
Get to know who we are
Girls in the park
you
Girl
Love me jeje
Love you tender
Amma be your superman
Mia go dey with you me girl forever ani't no bagger man go come fit put assunder
So you go
energy
You know that like ohh yaya
You know say I wanna be by your side
Oh ya yaya
Girl You looking hella fly hella styly
Girl you know I’m fucking with
back-shots on this BBC
She put her central right on my D and
She be screaming by the count of
That's how many girls dun moan my name
But the same girls used
Whatever that mean, you know old people say it so it sounds right
So I'm standing there embarrassed, if we were both in Paris
I would have grabbed her by
I know I can't afford to stop (man, cool)
For one moment (I was in love with this girl, dude)
That it's too soon to forget (I was tore up, dawg)
I
I know I can't afford to stop (man, cool)
For one moment (I was in love with this girl, dude)
That it's too soon to forget (I was tore up, dawg)
I
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