Lyrics:
Pause, pause, start the shit
Women in the back had already kissed the women in the front
All that's left is, men on the center to suck each other's
Naughty by nature 2x
TRUTH (Verse)
I bring the rain and the sun
Air in yo lungs
You should be proud be me
You keep yo hand on yo gun
Hurt on yo tongue
I
what I'm saying?
When I yank you by the fuckin' arm
Don't be looking at a nigga crazy
Just give up the digits and be the fuck out, you know what I'm
what I'm saying?
When I yank you by the fuckin' arm
Don't be looking at a nigga crazy
Just give up the digits and be the fuck out, you know what I'm
Tonight's gonna be your best sex cuz
Baby girl i'm a part time sadist
I'm a 'PT'
I'm a 'PT'
I'm a 'PTS'
You're so pretty
You're so pretty
With a big fat ass
on the gas
(Yeah yeah)
Making it wit my peers and I ain't gonna relax
(Yeah yeah ahh!)
Huh
Milly be the leader in the game imma need a throne
(Big boss nigga)
It's a painful existence
I been loyal with all of my women
I'm not one to play with a mistress
Just had a nigga upset that
I came off the top
Cause
be playin', we hot as Nevada (That shit be hot)
Holla at me for them blue strips, workin' blue collar
Snap you in half like a poolstick, bumpin' Tha
burnt up like a weenie and his name is Fred
He wears the same hat and sweater every single day
And even if it's hot outside, he wears it anyway!
He's gone
fuckers
I love sex
I love sex
I love it by the pound
I'll be glad when they put that shit in cans
Can you imagine sex in cans
Mother fuckers be shop lifting
country
Being queer seems to be getting easier here every day
Except for the fear of coming out
Being called names while walking down the street
Gay-bashing
And all the women that be saying they don't feel niggas
Bc they been hurt so many times by these lil niggas
And pushed to the point to where they feel they
thinking Cents
So pussy i can't help but to Binge (going swimming)
You can tell by my actions that i really Mean it
I be focued on myself but im not
Shit if soap was to make me some money
I swear I'd be making bubbles
All these young niggas want is some money
All these women want a husband
You don’t
time probably speed by ya
I do not see any competition, speak of ya name you and hear laughter
So just let me be, I'm just doing me
The real respect it
black mase
Back then ?? women
Now they all up in my thang
I fall up in the club
Twenty fours a nub
Yeah my belly big but girls still rub
They tryin
Swipe some Chick-fil-A and make some music with the bros
That's back in the day, now we get money by the loads
Big boss livin', I can't do no trippin
Bout
like it when you say
That shit, excite me
I got a MAC
On my back
SOS, when they lack
Got that S on my chest
Bitch I be your Superman
300 women moving
it was here for life
Imagine there's this young homie knocking on doors, what's up
I bet you won't do nothin'
Loving all my women one by one as if
40 minutes I be pulling my dick out
And if a closed mouth don't get fed
Ima say it loud and clear, hear it is
I want pussy
Now is you is or is you
dumb
It be so hard to call them women
Is you gon' slide? Is you gon' ride? Is
You gon' drop some for your guys?
Only thing you ever did was make a post
how your mom and dad wanted you to be
This is for them forty somethings
Well raise up your glass and laugh like a motherfucker
This is for them fifty
Puff Daddy
Bad Boy forever
B.I.G. forever
Hitmen
Prestige, rock on playboy
sell weed and I sell pills and my big brudda sellin' coke
My lil brudda got a warrant and that nigga just came back home
Twelve be lookin' tryna catch
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