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" Sensational "
Girl, you so beautiful when you move
Holy ghost, holy, oh
Holy ghost, holy, oh
One time, I dey with girlie (Uh-huh)
When you move, when you move (Yes)
Me na wanna help her, me na wanna help her (Ah)
Majo, majo (Let's go)
Majo, majo (Haha)
Majo, majo
How you feelin'?
Sensational, yeah
Wetin I do for you, girl?
And I know, and I know, and I know, girl
I act a fool for you
Love's like a riddle, yeah
Give me the clues, solve the riddle
Oh, ah, oh
Laugh just a little, yeah
Life's pretty sweet, can't be bitter
She tell me love her 'til the mornin', na-na-na
Love her 'til the nighttime, na-na-na
I don't get no body, yeah, I don't get no body, yeah
If you give me body, I'ma tell nobody else
Valley girl, she West Coastin' (Westside)
Now she want me pull skirts, so me pull skirt
Valley girl, she West Coastin'
You see it's obvious, it's obvious
Sensational, yeah
Wetin I do for you, girl?
And I know, and I know, and I know, girl
I act a fool for you
Love's like a riddle, yeah
Give me the clues, solve the riddle
Oh, ah, oh
Laugh just a little, yeah
Life's pretty sweet, can't be bitter
This one, she's final, yeah
If she want this, then she got this
She no be controllin', yeah
When she dance it, she whine it
She make me wan' give her body backshots (Body)
Give her body backshots (Body)
Give her body backshots (Body)
Woah-woah-woah-woah, oh
Bad shele wey I jump on NYC (Yeah)
Big kele, she carry the best I've seen (Yeah)
Steady be ready, be assassin (Woah)
Sweeting my belly, you're like cake icing (Woah)
One thing jelly, eggplant emoji
Soul Train when I slide it in
Now she watchin' me like televi
Sensational (Sensational), yeah
Wetin I do for you, girl? (Wetin I do?)
And I know, and I know, and I know, girl
I act a fool for you
Love's like a riddle, yeah
Give me the clues, solve the riddle
Oh, ah, oh
Laugh just a little, yeah
Life's pretty sweet, can't be bitter (Yeah, yeah)
Gyal, I only need your house address
Miss you when I pull up with my tape cassette
The booty wider than the internet
I'm a presidential, it be Roosevelt, oh no
Goody-goody
Gyal, your goody-goody bam-bam (Bam-bam)
I need you now-now
Put me on fire like a lantern
Girl, you taste so divine, yeah
And I wonder why you so, so, so, so
Sensational (Oh, yeah, so sensational), yeah
Wetin I do for you, girl? (Can I do for you, girl?)
And I know, and I know, and I know, girl (Ooh)
I act a fool for you
Love's like a riddle, yeah (Ooh)
Give me the clues, solve the riddle (Give me)
Oh, ah, oh
Laugh just a little, yeah (Laugh just a little)
Life's pretty sweet, can't be bitter (Oh, ah-ah)
Sensational, yeah (Sensational)
Wetin I do for you, girl? (Hey, sensational)
And I know, and I know, and I know, girl (Oh-woah)
I act a fool for you
Love's like a riddle, yeah
Give me the clues, solve the riddle (Sensational)
Oh, ah, oh
Laugh just a little, yeah
Life's pretty sweet, can't be bitter (Sensational)
" Privacy "
I need your body in ways
That you don't understand, but I'm losing my patience
'Cause we've been going over and over again
Girl, I just wanna take you home and get right to it
Know I gotta kiss it, baby
Give it to me, lick it lick it inside and out
You know that I just wanna make love
Want you to scream and shout
And baby, when I'm deep in it now
I'ma slow it down, 'cause ain't no speed limit
When we're moving at the speed of sound
We gon' turn all the way up when the lights down
Why your pussy so damn good, miss lady?
Go and put that booty up, baby, one on one
You know I'ma go crazy when your legs in the air
You know your panties never getting in the way
You know I kinda like it, when you make me work for it
Ayy you, gal, inna di tight up skirt
Get that ass in the bed, I'ma lock the door
Shake that ass like boom shakalacka, boom shakalacka (boom, boom)
We don't need nobody watching us (yikes!)
No eyes but your eyes
Ain't nobody here but you and me
Licking your private parts (Boom shakalacka, hahaha)
And I know you love your privacy
You don't need a shower, you already wet
Know that pussy power, telling me, I ain't ready yet
I say, "Fuck it," face my fears, baby
When I lick it, I put tears in it
Put my face in it, eat it like a dinner date
You know I love foreplay, 12 play, everything
Know my lovin' don't change
I don't really give a fuck what a hater say
'Cause you fine, baby
And it's alright 'cause you're all mine, baby, ooh, hoo
Girl, I'ma let you get crazy
Ayy you, gal, inna di tight up skirt
Get that ass in the bed, I'ma lock the door
Shake that ass like boom shakalacka, boom shakalacka (boom, boom)
We don't need nobody watching us (yikes!)
No eyes but your eyes
Ain't nobody here but you and me
Licking your private parts (Boom shakalacka, hahaha)
And I know you love your privacy
Baby, I promise I won't tell nobody
Just long as you let me hit it like every night
I could give a fuck 'bout the club, 'cause that pussy tight
Do a split on it, drop it, baby, show you right
I'ma split your weave and you askin' me to stay the night
Whipped cream on your titties, then you suckin' on my dick with ice
Oh my God, oh my God, my bitch get me right
Ain't gotta pay for that pussy, my dick can change your life
I'm tired of missionary, wanna see you on your face
Put that ass up in the air, I'm lovin' how that pussy taste
Damn, on your side, on your side
Stop runnin' from this dick, I ain't 'bout to let you slide this time
Ayy you, gal, inna di tight up skirt
Get that ass in the bed, I'ma lock the door
Shake that ass like boom shakalacka, boom shakalacka (boom, boom)
We don't need nobody watching us (yikes!)
No eyes but your eyes
Ain't nobody here but you and me
Licking your private parts (Boom shakalacka, hahaha)
And I know you love your privacy
Privacy
Boom shakalacka
Hahaha
" Emotions "
Girl, we left here, left out, drank a lot of liquor (yeah)
Then we made up, we made out, talked about our feelings (ooh)
But somewhere, somehow, still listening to them bitches (don't)
And it don't make no difference, it don't make no difference (no, no)
Shawty, got exiled, exiled
Can't believe you got me stressed out, stressed out right now (stressed, oh)
You got me looking at pictures, thinking 'bout nights I was with ya
Wrong time, wrong place 'cause I needed you like
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 A.M., why do you keep playing with emotions? (Why you, yeah)
5, 4, 3, 2, 1 A.M., baby, why you playing with emotions? (Why?)
What type of shit are you on? What type of drink did you drink?
Baby, why you playing with emotions?
I need you when it's 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 A.M
Baby, why you playing with emotions? (Yeah)
I searched through the crowd, tryna keep up with you (crowd)
Top five, top down, you won't find another nigga (down)
Testing all my patience, I've had it up to here (oh, here)
I don't know who's making you cum when I'm not there
I'm breaking my rules (rules)
Don't even hold up your line like I used to, like I used to (I used to, yeah)
I'm keeping it moving, keeping it moving so I don't look like a fool, a fool (oh, no)
But I needed you like
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 A.M., why do you keep playing with emotions? (Oh, A.M., playing with, playing with)
5, 4, 3, 2, 1 A.M., baby, why you playing with emotions? (Oh, why?)
What type of shit are you on? What type of drink did you drink? (You on, drink)
Baby, why you playing with emotions? (Why?)
I need you when it's 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 A.M. (4, 1 A.M.)
Baby, why you playing with emotions? (Emotions, yeah)
" Side Bitch "
You ain't nothing but trouble, yeah, yeah
Girl, that's why you my side bitch
Give your ass to all them niggas
I just wanna fuck, no love
Say you love me, bitch, you lying
Give your ass to all them niggas
She's sexy, I want that
I know she been leadin' me on
He gave her a bottle of Rosé
Watch that bitch turn off her phone
She sneaky, can't believe
Anything that comes out her lips
Girl, that's why you my side bitch
That's why you my side bitch
Look, I'm takin' shots of D'USSÉ
Te-tellin' me you love me, better watch what you say
Bi-bitch, you a bird, I got a flock of groupies
Lo-lo-lookin' for the money, bitch, I ball, I'm too paid
What you, what you mean I ain't never committin'?
Every nigga in LA to hit it
I ain't, I ain't throwin' no shade, lil' mama got amazin' titties
Big booty but her brain is missin'
Let me paint the picture
Says she, says she couldn't see me tonight, had to go to work
Had to get her weight up
4-45 minutes later, seen the bitch in the club with another nigga laid up (laid up)
With her triflin' ass, I guess this hoe all about her paper
I'm-I'm-I'ma do me, I-I-I told her don't do me no favors, favors
Thinkin' 'bout wildin' out, then the DJ startin' shoutin' me out
Yeah, I'm finna send my niggas to the bitch crib
While she fuckin' my niggas, runnin' the house
Huh, I need to cool down, nigga
Call myself Brown, you that nigga
Get up off that mob shit
A nigga really can't be mad about a side bitch, ha
You ain't nothing but trouble, yeah, yeah
Girl, that's why you my side bitch
Give your ass to all them niggas
I just wanna fuck, no love
Say you love me, bitch, you lying
Give your ass to all them niggas
She's sexy, I want that
I know she been leadin' me on
He gave her a bottle of Rosé
Watch that bitch turn off her phone
She sneaky, can't believe
Anything that comes out her lips
Girl, that's why you my side bitch
That's why you my side bitch
I-I-I got a lot of freaky reasons
Why-why I call you my side chick, I-I-I call you my side chick (side chick)
I-I fuck you every other season (si-si-side chick, oh yeah)
Ba-baby, you too much trouble for a nigga to be in (si-si-side chick)
Why does that pussy feel so good? (So fucking good)
A fucked up position for a nigga to be in
She got so much motivation, my side bitch
Pu-pu-pussy good and hella tight
A fucked up position for a nigga to be in
Girl, we be fuckin' this bitch 'til she hate it
Bo-bottom bitches kinda crazy
Too much trouble for a nigga to be in
Si-si-side bitch tryna have my babies
You ain't nothing but trouble, yeah, yeah (ooh, whoa)
Girl, that's why you my side bitch (th-th-that's why you my side bitch)
Give your ass to all them niggas (all my niggas)
I just wanna fuck, no love (fuck, no love)
Say you love me, bitch, you lying
Give your ass to all them niggas (oh, wanna let the homies get it)
She's sexy, I want that
I know she been leadin' me on (and I know she been leadin' me on)
He gave her a bottle of Rosé (of Rosé)
Watch that bitch turn off her phone
She sneaky, can't believe
Anything that comes out her lips (can't believe anything that this bitch talking 'bout)
Girl, that's why you my side bitch (that's why)
That's why you my side bitch (that's why you my side bitch)
Yeah, ooh, that's why
That's why, that's why
" Look At Me Now (Remix) "
I don't see how you can hate from outside of the club
You can't even get in
Hahaha l'ego!
Yellow model chick
Yellow bottle sippin'
Yellow Lamborghini
Yellow top missin'
Yeah, yeah
That shit look like a toupee
I get what you get in 10 years, in two days
Ladies love me; I'm on my Cool J
If you get what I get, what would you say?
She wax it all off, Mr. Miyagi
And them suicide doors, harakiri
Look at me now, look at me now
Oh, I'm getting paper
Look at me now
Oh, look at me now
Yeah, fresher than a motherfucker
Lil nigga, bigger than gorilla
Cause I'm killing every nigga that can try to be on my shit
Better cuff your chick if you with her, I can get her
And she accidentally slip and fall on my dick
Oops, I said on my dick
I ain't really mean to say on my dick
But since we talking about my dick
All of you haters say hi to it
I'm done
Now let a track go past like this and Twista not fuck with it
Y'all done lost your mind
Let me show y'all how I do it
Check it
I could hit you with the automatic flow
I could do any rhythm and any pattern that I wanna do, the harder that it go
You could see blood spilling out from my body right in front of you, and I'ma get the dough
Now the way I be shinin' be havin' everybody lookin' at me
Fuckin' them up when I buck and I'ma step and get off
I do a murder when I'm trigger happy (like)
I got the intricate
Pattern to kill 'em for currency when I be animate,
I'mma be makin' 'em holler 'cause I'ma get dollars
When I'm attackin' the beat I'm a scholar
'Cause I'm a personification of God so you better honor (what!?)
Mr. Immaculate, I'm gonna wreck it, a marvellous accurate lyricist
I'll be here forever
Haters wanna hate on me because they wanna hear whatever
I could spit a rhythm to a bitch and get her pussy wetter
Pimpin' on a bitch and tell her I could get her pussy cheddar
So I get the camera then go and make a movie
Me up in the back of her, tappin' her, gets the booty
Didn't wanna show my face even though she was a cutie
Nine millimeter and spillin' millions of milliliters of life out a nigga if he talk shit
C.E.O., step into my office
Coming with the awkward flow like I'm sick
Go get your momma to bring a thermometer
My temperature's hot
Come up with a flow that would kill a industry, and I could pick anything that I want off the lot
Never compatible 'cause I be intricate, when I be serving you
When I be doin' it at a pace, I know they can't leave me
Think Twista could kill 'em on a track with Busta and Breezy, Weezy? Easy!
Look at me now, look at me now
Oh, I'm getting paper
Look at me now
Oh, look at me now
Yeah, fresher than a motherfucker
Man, fuck these bitch ass niggas, how y'all doin'?
I'm Lil Tunechi, I'm a nuisance, I go stupid, I go dumb like the Three Stooges
I don't eat sushi, I'm the shit, no, I'm pollution, no substitution
Got a bitch that play in movies in my jacuzzi, pussy juicy
I never gave a fuck about a hater, got money on my radar
Dress like a skater, got a big house, came with a elevator
You niggas ain't eatin', fuck it, tell a waiter
Marley said shoot 'em, and I said okay
If you wanted bullshit then I'm like olé
I don't care what you say, so don't even speak
Your girlfriend a freak like Cirque Du Soleil
That's word to my flag, and my flag red
I'm out of my head, bitch I'm outta my mind, from the bottom I climb
You ain't hotter than mine, nope, not on my time and I'm not even trying
What's poppin' slime? Nothin' five, and if they trippin' fuck 'em five
I ain't got no time to shuck and jive, these niggas as sweet as pumpkin pie
Ciroc and Sprite on a private flight, bitch I been tight since Guiding Light
And my pockets right, and my diamonds white
And my mommas nice and my daddy's dead
You faggots scared cause I'm too wild, been here for a while
I was like fuck trial I puts it down
I'm so Young Money, if you got eyes look at me now, bitch
Look at me now, look at me now
Oh, I'm getting paper
Look at me now
Oh, look at me now
Yeah, fresher than a motherfucker
Okay, okay
Is that right?
I'm fresher than a motherfucker