Lyrics:
beat to "Can We" by SWV)
Can we get kinky tonight
I got so many things on my mind
I never seen a girl so fly
I want you to do me, do me
They judge a boy by his friends
And all a mine are trash
They say you find your own level
Well, I'm a snake in the grass
But I can't help
of everything is Boog!
Take me to heaven and I will be faithful
and most holy
I will become the guarantor of eternal freedom,
Words in the wind like smoke
shoulda warned ya about a nigga like me
Cause I don't weep and I don't sleep
Save that motherfucker black, cause talk is cheap
And uh, since you got beef
your flaws at
All your little secrets
Show me where you weak at
I’m a build on top of that
I’m a sharpen up ya reflexes
I dnt do no cheap tricks
Leave me
on me
Back against the wall i don’t want nobody watching me
Hope you fucking die, pray to God you step on legos
I am not no saint but best believe
I got LV on my fleece, yeah (right)
Diamonds on me, I'm elite, yeah (alright)
She want to make a porno DVD, yeah (Come on)
Put your hands up (yeah)
I don't destroy them
They way that you know who be he want me to hate like he hate
But I got too much m poopoo doo with me
Chorus:
face ain't scarred, and I don't dance in bars
You can call me a tramp if you want to
But I remember the punk who just humped and dumped you
Or you can
Ay, for the Gambino, nigga
5200 shit
Heard you new to the city, I'm your tour guide
Stop here, let me get a cream soda and a three-five
Pure pack,
to sleep
Remember back when you ain't love me
Bet you want me now, what you did was weak
All these niggas owe me, better pay up now cause talk is cheap
ain't fuckin' with you
Punk bitch think she real smart, runnin' that G
But talk is cheap hoe, spend some cash money with me
Look up when I pull up
time wine and dine with me?
Paying him and her? Then to me, you gotta pay a fee
Go half on it girl, go half on it
Either half on it girl, or I don't want
Pay the block off, fuck pussy that make sense
Keep it low so you don't know where the dough is
I got enough dough to make bitches do tricks
Your
(If she didn't want to fuck then she never would've called you)
Yeah I dedicate this to my nigga Mike Tyson.
It's all good.
You ain't got
and shallow
P-P-P poisoned arrow
You grease my palm
And I'll bite yours
Give me what I want
Spiked on my claws
C-C cheap fake and shallow
C-C cheap fake
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
of thought fodder
God talks in the locker of thought byproduct
I want to be trapped in the icebox
I want to relax till my breathing stops
I want to be me
and Click-ish
Like that there nigga, re-cop from Mack Diamond
Pop a collar one time, let me know you're still timin
I'm a Bay nigga, all in L.A. nigga
No
potna
Mind on my money I'm thinking bout profit
Big ass wood and a fold out choppa
And the bitch that u want in the passenger
Giggling n laugh cause she
The price for love ain't cheap, and cheap, ain't what you need from me
No
I don't want to ever forget your pose or let you go, no
Hope you don't think that
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
if you want it come and get me
Got it
Got it for the cheap
If you want it come and get me
I need a handlebar, handlebar
She call me Papa Handlebar
finger girl!
I'll perform a trick on you (oh),
Any thing you want me to do,
Cause I can do magic (yeah)
All you gotta do is dim the lights
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