The Gathering

She want to be round me for free But know damn well what I'm gone need From the east side she hail that's her ground Known for how she do the young niggas foul If You ain't picking up or breaking off You can leave The church open and the Congregation all queens Knock the pastor backwards Now the First Lady absent Left her ring on the pulpit Ain't this bout a bit Cause she still get excited when she touch it Whispers softly how she love it Claim that she need it to be free This thing that I got keep her pleased Ima bad ass mother toucher And Her kids love her lover Cause pop pop be shucking Sissy ass jive sucka She ride round wit a dumper Tail wide like a dumpster With a head full of orange hair Like the mound that she swear on She swear that she care Like my heart ache out of west wood Heard her head good But I never cared to partake And she still chose to run away Guess she didn't love me after all Maybe loved me but aint care Been a hard nigga to love all my life But I been fair Got to be decent Watch how you reason Cause I don't need a reason I got that type of appetite Never doing nothing right But I'm known to get em right Cause I got a lot of types And they still get excited when they touch it Whisper softly that they love it Say that they need it to be free This thing that I got keeps them weak Keep em off they feet Keep a women pleased Now they want a whole week But I can't give a hoe a thing Except that thing that wink