歌詞

"Hello, I'm not at home, leave a message" "Yo, bitch, this is [Incomprehensible] pick up the phone, bitch I know you're in there, you fuckin' with that old fuckin' ass 'Face now, huh bitch, where my motherfuckin' kids at, bitch Fuckin' bitch, punk ass bitch!" Hey, today must be my lucky day I turned the corner, hit the block And seen that ass from a mile away Now where's she stayin'? She must be new in the hood But I ain't trippin' on that shit, 'cause it's all good I rolled up on her, and I asked her her name Ain't a damn thing changed, ain't no shame in my game She said, " Used to go Thomas" I slowed my roll, 'cause she just might be One of my homies' babies mamas Now where your man at, she said, "Gone at work" Gave me the look, I cracked a smile and thinkin', "Go on and flirt" My homies women ain't no thing to me 'Cause if they caught one of my ho's, they'd do the same to me And furthermore she was peepin' my ride Convertible, 64, with the ride inside Super clean with the discs and vogues Higher than a fuck spittin' this to hoes Please excuse my attitude Sorry if I'm bein' rude But I've got somethin' to say to you Hopin' you won't lose your cool I wanna sneak you out to play with me You can spend the day with me And we can ride and see the sights It's goin' down tonight Reminiscin' on the bitch that I had back in the day Gave the bitch a call and she hung up in my face Now thats the pits, she didn't have to put up a front I stuck that ass back in there and haven't called her for 3 months I guess it's in me to be doggin' a chic Can't understand how you niggas just be hoggin' your bitch Go on and pass her, unass her, send her to the master Let her take a ride with the Bradster It cool, don't front, no sex, no sweat Not even on my mind, we just met And furthermore, we can get to those But for now I'm rollin' 'Raris spittin' this to hoes Please excuse my attitude Sorry if I'm bein' rude But I've got somethin' to say to you Hopin' you wont lose your cool I wanna sneak you out to play with me You can spend the day with me And we can ride and see the sights It's goin' down tonight Now I'm cruisin' to the crib with this bitch that I scooped Parked my Ferrari, now I'm back in the coup I knocked her boots, your baby's mama put me to work I tagged that ass from the back and knocked her shit in the dirt She wanted me badly so I put it inside She got the front, back and side to side Back and forth with the gangster glide Started off at 6 and didn't finish till 9 Hit the showers like I been out playin' ball for the day Now she's asleep, 'cause she just had her drawers full of dick Now thats sick and plus she got you stayin' at home With the kids all alone while she's gettin' her fuck on So believe me when you downin' the Brad I'm at the pad with your baby mama clownin' that ass So player hatin' niggas check the bitch you chose I'll be mobbin' in my 'Benz spittin' this to ho's Please excuse my attitude Sorry if I'm bein' rude But I've got somethin' to say to you Hopin' you wont lose your cool I wanna sneak you out to play with me You can spend the day with me And we can ride and see the sights It's goin' down tonight
Writer(s): Joseph Johnson, Brad Jordan, Carlo Karges, Joern Fahrenkrog-petersen, Eddie Wilson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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