[Chorus] I know lately that we ain't did much But on my mama girl I promise I'ma make that up I know you sick of all these bitches Wit deze rumors and lies But however against the weather You gon always be mine And I'ma stretch my time we gon make thangs rite No mo layin between tha sheets by yo self at nite And I'ma beat that pussy up beat that pussy up Girl I'ma beat that pussy up until you holla that's enough
[Verse 1] I walked outside look I'm tired of this mane My cutie in tha yard wit my draws in her hand My girl looked at me n said "YOU DOG ASS NIGGA FINNA PUT THIS KNIFE N YO MUFUCKIN LIVER" I couldnt say shit had to leave the house She punched me in my shit all I did is walked off because I'm wrong But 2nite when she go home I'ma keep callin her phone Til she let me lay that bone (fuck that shit) My otha bitch done put me on child support My nigga on tha run slip don got on that dope I need to fuck some bad I got some pressure built up So tha next thang I fuck she gone get extra ripped up I looked up to god n told em fix this shit(u gotta fix this shit) I got j-lo at home I need my bitch Look 3 n the mornin girl still hangin up the phone she answer Bring yo nasty ass home (girl I'm on my way home)
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[Verse 2] Now this next time this bitch hit me on my chirp line Boosie how my mouth was Im right on side my fuckin girl Oh let them hoes suck on my shit I told her no she sucked be but he just played like he was me She got quiet 4 a minute I kissed ha on tha neck I played wit that pussy and I got my girl wet She said I luv yo black ass I say'd I luv you 2 Another bitch done hit me up boosie wat do it do She grabbed my phone who is this hoe hung up She broke my shit thew out all my doja n shit had a nigga mo sick Damn wat I done did She like boosie you ain't gon neva c yo muthafuckin kids I told ha that I'm sorry I'm tired of lyin Tired of seein my girl cryin Need a second thrid chane please don't get anotha man Been months since I took you out always n that fuckin soft I wanna beat that pussy up please don't put a nigga out
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[Verse 3] Now lately er'body been trippin me you & dem children Er'body been slippin We gone keep it real lets get it rite lets have a dinner girl candle lite (shit) That'll be nice but tha ice ain't make it happen Tha price ain't make it happen but it wasnt all that it was hoes who brought tha maddness Usedto laugh wit each otha now we mad at each otha In tha bed we used to cudddle now I barely even fuck her And every time you gone I be thinkin of you Got my thang rock hard gurl I'm fiendin for you And we 1st met it was right on time you was bonniei was clyde Gurl you down to ride please nigga I'm yo ride or die Thats wat I like to hear whisper softly in my ear Lets take'm to tha bank like segol on hard to kill All these years down tha drain Im 75% wrong i'll neva change but I'm workin to get betta mane
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Boosie bad ass on tha track nigga Mouse on tha beat Its more than beautiful baby Believe that but I gotta holla at you We gotta go baby cause on my way hoTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
