I never wanted you to be my man I just need your company Don`t want to get dependent on Your time or who you spend it on Or lose the way you love me Like smoke, I hang around in the unbalance Wooooah, ohh
It’s not a movie, this is not a script to proofread I’ll spit some untruths to dumb fools and groupies Fun to punctuate, pronunciate the funds I make The miles I take, put in your face Oh my mistake, you’re not a floosy? Then excuse me Before I talk, my style introduced me Get your name and phone number like 1-2-3 Y’all know the story, y’all know the commentary I kick the narrative, this is legendary The good Samaritan, hood thespian Like a polygamist, with a twist Will I marry again? Maybe, I guess I hold a lady’s interest, I just met The love scholar, she the teacher’s pet Every other eve we meet and make each other sweat I feel triumphant, no strings Just a fling to have fun with I be out in London, Camden Huntin’ for the answers, why did God take away the homie? I can’t stand it I’m a firm believer that we all meet up in eternity Just hope the big man show me some courtesy Why? ‘Cause I’m deemed a heart breaker Like smoke, girls lean ‘round a player Yeaha
I never wanted you to be my man I just needed company Don't want to get dependent on Your time or who you spend it on But I lose it when you look at me Like smoke, I hang around in the unbalance Ohh, ohh, ooooohh, ohh
Yo, this recession is a test It’s affecting my complexion Misdirectin' my affection My concerns are bill collections The facts is the taxes, they after me Chapter three, my property My handlers, they dealt with me improperly I say some things I should probably keep privately Evaluate the world bank trusts like I’m IEG Those fly suites and my boojwazi Tall freak, she wouldn’t protest with me at Wall Street She says, no you’re so deep I said, no let’s go through it Historically so ruthless feds came for Joe Louis She said, my man you need to laugh sometimes Classify me as a whore, I tell her have some wine You colder than penguin pussy, at her dismay She’s thinkin’ that’s just so silly to say But if you really think about it hussy See a penguin, he drags his ass on the ground all day And it's a drag, and it's a bust, You're in tune with just lust I’m through with you after I crush, so is that humorous enough? The smoke I puff Tell the car to go to Aura, Funky Buddha, Whisky Mist on Mayfair I hope I meet some Monie Love so she can show me love NYC to UK I might stay there Everybody in the club tonight say, “Yeah” You know how me and Amy are, straight players [Outro] Ohh, ohh, ooooohh, ohhTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
