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" Shoes "
Shout out to La the Dark
Monday through Sunday, we rock different pairs
Feel me (Gangsta)
Gangsta Grillz, bastards
I got a problem, I got the answer now
No more singin' chicks I'm messin' with a dancer now
She got a stripper pole, know how to break it down
She went from nothin' to somethin', she tryna make it now
She's original, I boosted up her style
She got her downtown pierced just to make me smile
We was finna go, but she naked now
And she did it in front of an audience
Shawty got ass
Skinny lil' waist, I ain't stupid, can't let it go to waste
Man, damn, she got swag
Temperature's heat, picture perfect every scene
Any camera flash
Go and try to get her, but when you do, she say that I'm with her
They ain't got the last, I'm chasin' with the mask
Tell me who's meaner when I switch 'em like sneakers
And you know I never, never wear the same pair twice
I gotta keep 'em laced 'cause my tongue game nice
I rock 'em like you never do, chick game is phenomenal
Can't take nothin' from me 'cause I live that life
Never, never wear the same pair twice
I gotta keep 'em laced 'cause my tongue game nice
I rock 'em like you never do, chick game is phenomenal
Can't take nothin' from me 'cause I live that life
I can't get rid of her, can't understand it now
I got the fresh girl, nigga, you got the hand-me-down
You got the sloppy seconds, already dug it out
I did my Dougie, sat down and let her work it out
She got them cakes out, I call her Betty Crock
Mr. Flintstone, I can make her bed rock
When I was tryna go, she got naked now
And shawty took it off in a DeLorean
Shawty got ass
Skinny lil' waist, I ain't stupid, can't let it go to waste
Man, damn, she got swag
Temperature's heat, picture perfect every scene
Any camera flash
Go and try to get her, but when you do, she say that I'm with her
They ain't got the last, I'm chasin' with the mask
Tell me who's meaner when I switch 'em like sneakers
And you know I never, never wear the same pair twice
I gotta keep 'em laced 'cause my tongue game nice
I rock 'em like you never do, chick game is phenomenal
Can't take nothin' from me 'cause I live that life
Never, never wear the same pair twice
I gotta keep 'em laced 'cause my tongue game nice
I rock 'em like you never do, chick game is phenomenal
Can't take nothin' from me 'cause I live that life (Uh)
'Cause I treat them like shoes
Whether Jordan 13's or Jordan D-Wade's (Uh)
With every new pair, my old pair feel played (Yeah)
New Carmello's, new Chris Paul's (Uh)
Little do they know, I love all y'all (Yeah)
I treat 'em like pros, high top or lows (Uh)
Space Jam, Bugs Bunny, Jordan Retros (Yeah)
She bring it back, Barkley's, all black (Uh)
Or the red, white and grey Air Max (Yeah)
I like that, a closet full of sneakers (Uh)
Just like my black book full of freakers (Yeah)
La the Darkman, L.A. deep (Uh)
Only wear Nike or the Timberland shoes
I treat 'em like shoes, yeah, that's what I do
Nanny-nanny, boo-boo
I'm shittin' on you, I treat 'em all like shoes
Some rough and some smooth
Just like shoes
More than one that I use
She gotta dunk, alley-oop
Nikes like ooh
Treat 'em all like shoes, treat 'em all like shoes
Never, never wear the same pair twice
I gotta keep 'em laced 'cause my tongue game nice
I rock 'em like you never do, chick game is phenomenal
Can't take nothin' from me 'cause I live that life
Never, never wear the same pair twice
I gotta keep 'em laced 'cause my tongue game nice
I rock 'em like you never do, chick game is phenomenal
Can't take nothin' from me 'cause I live that life
" Calypso "
Don't need your name, girl, don't need your number
This might seem strange but can't help but wonder
What it would be like, just to be with you
Don't need to move fast, just wanna think it through
Like how you hold me
And what you told me
Girl, you don't even know me
Babe, what you tryna do?
'Cause every time I'm looking in your eyes
Got me thinking 'bout you, wanna take you home
We need to be alone tonight
Tell me what you want, I wanna find out you what you like
You make me say, "Ooh"
Just wanna love you
Don't know what you do
Just looking at you
You make me say, "Ooh"
Just wanna love you
Don't know what you do
Just looking at you
I love the way you move, we're on the right track
Don't be a stranger, girl, bring that ass back
Know who you came with, and I ain't tryna take his place
But you thinking 'bout leaving with me, it's written on your face
Like how you want me
How your body calls me
Girl, you don't even know me, yeah
Babe, what you tryna do?
'Cause every time I'm looking in your eyes
Got me thinking 'bout you, wanna take you home (Ooh baby)
We need to be alone tonight
Tell me what you want, I wanna find out you what you like
You make me say, "Ooh"
Just wanna love you
Don't know what you do
Just looking at you, oh (Yeah, yeah)
You make me say, "Ooh" (Oh, oh, oh whoa)
Just wanna love you (Oh, oh)
Don't know what you do (Baby, you're the greatest)
Just looking at you (No, I ain't playing)
Oh, let me and you dance tonight
And ain't nobody else but me and you girl, girl
My heart's involved this time
Don't know what it is but you make me say
You make me say
Oh girl, girl
Just wanna love
Just wanna love, wanna love, girl
Don't know what you do
Yeah
Just looking at you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh whoa
You make me say
Yeah, yeah, oh whoa
Just wanna love
Yeah
Don't know what to do
Yeah, yeah
Just looking at you
Yeah, yeah, to do yeah, yeah
Yeah, just wanna have you
Wanna have you
Just wanna have you
(You make me say)
" Back To Sleep (Remix 3) "
So let me fuck you back
Ooh, yeah, it's the general
Come on, kick it off one time, yeah, yeah, yeah
So let me fuck you back
Yeah, I'm kissing, I'm sweating, I'm licking all over your body
Yeah, who else gon' beat it like me? Keith Sweat, nobody
Yeah, he was good but I'm really nice
Yeah, you let me shoot a deep blank on his life
Yeah, he fell in love after only one night
Yeah, and then I ran off on that pussy twice (Oh, shit)
You always let me in, I got that slick talk
Keep that good wood on me, you loving that stick talk, stick talk
Used to think that we were so the same
I'm real R&B, these other niggas lame
I'ma wake it up, you got the cake batter
Shit, I'ma bake it up
Put you back to sleep, baby girl, no picture
No ho shit, cause I'm a real nigga
Just let me rock (Let me rock, yeah)
Fuck you back to sleep, girl (Ooh), oh
Don't say a word, no, girl, don't you talk, oh yeah
Just hold on tight to me, girl
Fuck you back to sleep, girl, ooh yeah, rock you back
Both fell asleep looking so crazy, like blah blah blah
'Til 6 o'clock in the morning we was going in, like shots shots shots
Hit it from the back on my end tops
But now I'm sober, so baby girl, turn over, oh-whoa
'Bout to go down, something like a drop top
Taste so sweet, I'll be calling that a Pop Tart (Oh)
Just let me rock
You get some sleep, I'll drive
Yeah, I'm pimping in it (Oh), 12 Play gang (Oh)
Gangster leaning in it (Oh), going crazy (Oh)
I'm tweaking, get high off that dope pussy
Every time we freaking, baby
Just let me rock, ooh, baby girl
I'ma fuck you back to sleep, girl, oh (Whoa)
Don't say a word, no, don't you talk (Ooh), baby
Just hold on tight to me, girl
Oh, fuck you back to sleep, girl (Whoa), rock you back (Ow!)
Hard for me to ignore, but I'm really all into you
Staring in your eyes, hugging on your waist like a man should
Can't wait for you to come over, let's get it started on the sofa
Hot thighs, long, strong loving, girl, I'm gonna put it on you
And I'm here to represent, girl
Leave you lying there shaking 'til you just can't take it
And I'm here to put it down, girl
Let me work on you, go to work on you
Just let me rock (And let me love you, baby, oh yeah)
Fuck you back to sleep, girl, oh
Don't say a word, no, girl, don't you talk (Ooh, ha!)
Just hold on tight to me, girl
I'll fuck you back to sleep, girl, and rock you back
Ain't sorry that I woke ya (Yeah), I ain't sorry 'bout ya job (Fuck you back to sleep, girl, oh, yeah, yeah)
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love (Rock you back, oh)
Ain't sorry that I woke ya (Yeah), I ain't sorry 'bout ya job (Fuck you back to sleep, girl, ooh)
Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love
" Throw It Back "
Let me see you go
Let me see you go
Let me see you
20 thousand ain't nothing
Baby, you can get whatever you want from me
How you twerkin' on a Sunday?
Got a nigga wishin' I can be between your knees
All I think about is fuckin' (For real)
All these niggas think that you gon' be they fantasy (No)
And I ain't lyin', girl, I love it
Wherever you are is where I wanna be
Oh, girl
If you let me fuck tonight, baby
Oh, girl, no-no-no-no
We can do it
Baby, throw it back (Back), back on your boy (Oh)
Make it, make it drop, and don't stop
Baby, throw it back (Back), back (Back) on your boy (Oh)
Make it, make it drop, and don't stop (Ooh)
Baby, baby, baby, baby
'Cause that ass fat (Fat) and I love that (That)
Baby, shake it for me, you can make that ass clap (Ooh)
If I'm coming back, b-b-back, give me some more
Make it, make it drop, and don't stop
Oh, yeah
Uh, fuck up the bed, I go straight to third base
That pussy wet, she my little mermaid
Not just my tongue, I'ma use my whole face
Oh no (Yeah)
Huh, light up the blunt, sip a little Henny
Baby girl, you know that I'm ready (Ready)
Makin' sure that you don't forget me
No, oh
Oh, girl
If you let me fuck tonight, baby
And I'ma hit the right spot
Girl, you can call me when you need some more
Baby, throw it back (Back), back on your boy (Yeah, oh)
Make it, make it drop, and don't stop (Throw it back)
Baby, throw it back (Back), back (Back) on your boy
Make it, make it drop, and don't stop (Baby, I love what you do when you throw it back)
Baby, baby, baby, baby
'Cause that ass fat (Fat) and I love that (That)
Baby, shake it for me, you can make that ass clap (Ooh)
If I'm coming back, b-b-back, give me some more (Oh)
Make it, make it drop, and don't stop
Oh, yeah (Huh)
Rollin' on me, kissin' on me down low
And I'm freakin' you up
A little foreplay before we get down to business
Ha, take off your clothes
Make you feel good when you naked
Girl, your skin feels so smooth (Oh)
Put them titties on me
I won't be afraid
'Cause we grown enough (Grown enough)
We both in love (Both in love)
You know that pussy's for dada
Let me see you go
You know that you mean a lot
So let's get freaky 'cause I feel lucky
Baby, throw it back (Back), back on your boy (Throw that thing on me, yeah, yeah)
Make it, make it drop, and don't stop
Baby, throw it back (Back, back), back (Back, back) on your boy (Do it all night, oh)
Make it, make it drop, and don't stop
Baby, baby, baby, baby
'Cause that ass fat (Oh) and I love that (Hey)
Baby, shake it for me, you can make that ass clap (Ooh, me)
If I'm coming back, b-b-back, give me some more (Ooh)
Make it, make it drop, and don't stop
Oh, yeah (Oh, yeah)
" Who Dis "
True story (Woo)
Attention, my baby's comin' over
I'ma need everyone to go
Take what you need and get to steppin'
No, you don't need to wait up
Traffic, I hear it's kinda crazy
More time for me to clean up
She might think there is something shady
Really, seriously, you need to hurry up
If you only knew about the way she drive
You would understand, I ain't fucking around
If she come through the front door, you gotta hide
Gotta hide, she be like
Who this bitch all up in my house?
Why she hiding behind the couch?
Ho don't know me, no, you don't know me
No, don't get up, fuck around and I'ma lay you out (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
She like, who this bitch all up in my house? (Yeah)
Why she hiding behind the couch? (Yeah)
Ho don't know me, no, you don't know me
No, don't get up, fuck around and I'ma lay you out (Out)
Who this? Who this is?
Who this? (Ah, ah) Who this is?
Who this? Who this is, yeah?
Who this? (Ah, ah) Who this is, yeah?
Jump, jump, jump out the way (Ayy)
Jump, jump out the place (Ayy)
If she pull a blade and point it at me
I might catch a case (Ayy)
Baby, I know I was wrong
That's the whole reason I'm singing this song (Ayy)
Can we all get along, get along, get along?
I know you trippin' and pointin' them fingers
What if I told you that this was my sister (Woo, damn)
Trapped in the closet? (Ayy) but it ain't
Lying trying to stall her so that she can get away
What she say?
Who this bitch all up in my house? (Who that bitch?)
Why she hiding behind the couch? (Please don't hurt her now)
Ho don't know me, no, you don't know me (Know me)
No, don't get up (Hey), fuck around (Hey) and I'ma lay you out (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Who this, who this, who this is?
She like, who this bitch all up in my house? (Yeah)
Why she hiding behind the couch? (Yeah, oh, no, no, no)
Ho don't know me, no, you don't know me
No, don't get up (Hey), fuck around and I'ma lay you out (Out)
She like, who this? What's that bitch name?
Who this is? What's her name?
Who this? What's that bitch name?
Who this is? What's her name?
Who this? What's that bitch name?
Who this is? Yeah, tell me her name
Who this? What's that bitch name?
Who this? What's that bitch name? (Ow!)
Not the regular predicament
Can't even play like I'm innocent
Every night I fuck a different bitch
I'm the man, you the woman, it's different
You fuckin' niggas for fame (Wow)
Bitches heartin' on my Instagram
I see that look on her face
Know she gon' fuck her up, I'ma just pop a Xan'
I'm under pressure
Came into here, she gon' leave in a stretcher
I shouldn't have let her
I shoulda known better, she gon' teach me a lesson
She a lethal weapon with the .45 with the compressor
Don't pull it, don't pull it, don't pull it
Blood all over the wall and dresser
And if I have the chance would I save her life?
If I never cheated, she wouldn't have died
No, I don't see no soul, only hear her cry
Literally thinking that I'm dead wrong
What she say?
Who this bitch all up in my house? (Ooh, who is? Yeah)
Why she hiding behind the couch? (Couch)
Ho don't know me, no, you don't know me (Don't know me, oh)
No, don't get up, fuck around and I'ma lay you out (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
She like who's this bitch all up in my house?
What's her name? What's her name? (Yeah) Ooh
Why she hiding behind the couch? (Was gonna fuck her 'fore you came, ha)
Ho don't know me, no, you don't know me
No, don't get up, fuck around and I'ma lay you out (Lay you out, bow!)
She like, who this? Who this is?
Then she said, who this? (Ah, ah, ha) Who this is?
Them she said, who this? Who this is, yeah? (Yeah)
Who this? (Ah, ah, ha) Who this is, yeah? (Hey!)