Lyrics:
started nigga
Why you had to come all the way
Over here for a father figure
All that motivation I gave you
The only thing you grasped was
To go into Clips?
(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned
man
Walk and kick stone and turn over rubbish pan
Now you want me back I know I'll be a senseless man
Naw go end up inna the same situation
Go try
Cuz really all I want you to do is what
She said just
Touch me tease me
Please me fuck me
Feed me just don’t mislead me
Touch me tease me
Please me fuck
Come on
Do you all over your sofa, Come on
I can tell by the way you act so hard you like my type of nigga
Better bang in the back of the jeep
ya
Not to be hot to trot by a haunt
And why do y'all got to flaunt?
("You gotta use what you got
To get what you want")
Cool, I heat you up
you all over your sofa, Come on
I can tell by the way you act so hard you like my type of nigga
Better bang in the back of the jeep and put
the night is dark and stormy
You won't have to reach out for me
I will come to you
Oh I will come to you
Sometimes when all your dreams may have seen better
see Christina in all her sluthood
It's like watching porn but the music's not thisgood
I want to stuff my TV's crotch with a dollar
Still I'd hump you
your girlfriend hired
But if you don't mind I'ma keep you on call
We above the law, we don't give a fuck 'bout y'all
I got dogs that'll chew a fuckin'
all along the
Knowing that you guys were the wrong ones
Doing
This shit, I’m moving against the grain
And the pain is encompassing the game
I swallow it
you wipe this time
I was itching all week for Christ's sake!
And get me some more wippets
I'm almost out, you fucking pussy! Come on!"
Because you
this is baby it's lookin bad
Whatever you thought it was baby it ain't that
Quit actin like I need you though
Dancing like the girls in my videos
You
over, across your sofa
Come on, is it ok if I come over, come on
That way I can get to know ya, come on
Let me get a little closer, come on
Do you all
niggas money's gettin' low
But could you come back though, set up shop, and get the fat glow?
Tired of y'all, mostly inspired by y'all
So what the deal
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
say what, say what?
I say what, say what? (My band is bigger than yours)
Too bad, I got your beans in my bag (aha)
You stuck-up sucker, Korny
all in the family (you got it, you got it)
And I love you
And I want you
And I'll suck you
And I'll fuck you
And I'll butt-fuck you
And I'll eat
of commercial plastic surgery.
I let go of any personality disorders, which make me want to get plastic surgery.
Plastic surgery is not something you should get,
do it to you. Also called the Chumbawamba-move.
This is the show where all of your dreams can come true. We've got all the liqour you can drink,
everybody gon' fear it
Every week I'm finna make 'em repeat it like they in school
Bed blues, everybody open up somethin'
You can move all you want just not
records
Grimey! If you choose to live by the gun, young one, with hits
Five nine is my height
If I was ever to grow, tell y'all a lil' secret
Nobody got
'Cause mad niggas come like, "I got this goin' on
I got this TV show about to come out, niggas is lyin'"
I remember son, I told y'all
Then you put me in
P.O.W. - the eye to eye contact was all that
I dug your little steelo; fine, you dug mine
You want my digits? I'm with it (take it)
You could ring me
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