[Phone Call with Tshego] My nigga You good? Yeah I'm good man, I'm good Yo I'm doing this song dawg, it's titled 'I Lie' It's like a love... I'm doing this song and I need you on the song I will email it I got like a hook I need you on the verse Ayt
[Chorus: Nasty_C] I'm sending out a text to Ghetto Cupid Tell that boy to put a gat to where your heart is We can netflix and smoke a dooby I smoke that shit that smell like someone farted Look at what you, look at what you started I swear, I love my dick as hard as a heart is Look at what you , look at what you started I swear, I like that ass is the softest I lie, I lie, I lie I lie, I lie, I lie
[Verse 1: Tshego] OK across my heart that's on my life I never lie, girl I never lie That's suicide, suicide yeah That's not what I meant when I said, "You're my do or die" You got the juice but I'll get you wet though Make that ass bounce like a cheque do' You owe me come cancel your debt Your pussy is sick like it made it me sneeze Girl you're blessed We connect like two keys Hear me on the news, yeah that new shit Nah nah girl you ain't being foolish No gun we can shoot this I swear Ghetto Cupid made me do it
[Chorus: Nasty_C] I'm sending out a text to Ghetto Cupid Tell that boy to put a gat to where your heart is We can netflix and smoke a dooby I smoke that shit that smell like someone farted Look at what you, look at what you started I swear, I love my dick as hard as a heart is Look at what you , look at what you started I swear, I like that ass is the softest I lie, I lie, I lie I lie, I lie, I lie
[Verse 2: Nasty_C] Role playing Name calling When I was young pops Told me son, "If it's a spade, it's a spade call it" So I call this 'untied strings' I call you my sidepiece I call you around three in the morning And try to sneak out, to take the D route And pray I help you shake the sleep out And bring the freak out before I even knock to make some of the neighbours peak out I blame ganja 'cause my weed and my beats are the three loud, hey
[Verse 3: Nasty_C] I promise if I roll a joint then we roll on the floor And you won't let me wait till me boner get sore Better yet, when I open leave the clothes at the door Let's fuck the shit out each other then we work on our flaws Role playing and name calling Pole dancing and more name calling No hands and more brain swapping (shit) More hands and more strange barking More of the sexing it That's what you're texting me I know you got what you needed but shit don't mention it I thought of something that my brother told me to mess with me He said that, "You want a woman that's infamous, when you're real famous" I guess it's true, I guess it really is I guess its you, I mess with you And shit I'll probably mess this up 'cause I'm expected to But that ass is a blessing and blessings given what blessing's due TrueTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
