Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Black Sheep f Sweet TНазвание : Who`s Next?Данные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : Видео:
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I had her, you had her, we had her He had her, she had her, they had her (KRS-ONE: Oh! It seems that you`re a ho) I had her, you had her, we had her He had her, she had her, they had her I don`t want you no mo` [Mr Lawnge] Really doe, really doe, you`s a really silly ho To think that you could fuck with me then step to my bro No, I don`t think so, nor do I drink, so That seems to me to be the reaction of a stank ho How could you play yourself when I thought so much about you? So now the Sugar Dick Daddy`s got to do without you I guess I`ll proceed to the next I`m going to miss your eyes, your smile and, of course, the sex >From the very first day I met you I didn`t think I`d get you That`s why I didn`t sweat you I knew there was another because I saw you with him Still you turned around, winked your eye and gave me rhythm I said "Oh shit, it`s time to get with it" Pulled out my blade and your man`s neck split I grabbed you by the hand, he didn`t understand But I stepped off the scene just knowing I was the man We enjoyed the date, also the night Then I said to myself "Self, something ain`t right" Excuse me, miss, can you tell me what`s the twist It seems to be you`re too promiscuous She was wookin pa nub in all the wrong faces Wookin pa nub in all the wrong places Man, I didn`t know what to think of you When I found out you ran through my whole damn crew Molecules, Cee-Low and Chucky Smash Showbiz, AG and the whole Boombash You hit them all off, it wasn`t just me And then I heard you boned Chi-Ali, damn! I said "Oh no, ho, you gots to go But take my number though cause, yo, you never know" See the way Mr Lawnge likes to play them I only like to lay them around five AM [Chorus x4] [Dres] Now, when I first saw ya I tried to ignore ya Cause niggas was playing you closer than rice and goya Face like Halle, ass like Angina Feet like Pebbles and cook like Aunt Jemima Plus I hear that she`s quick to bring a nigga to the brink Beaver? Nah, believe her shit`s all mink She played the party scene like she had a death wish And niggas crazy sweated her like she wrote the guest list Out of sight, me and my peeps are getting solar She walked by, I reached out and said "Yo, Nola" "That`s not my name", I said "I know, but anyway Honey, take this number you can call me any day" Quicksand! I didn`t understand that she`s a fan Rather that honey wants more props than a kickstand She`d told her friends what I told mine here: "I`mma knock that ass in due time, hear?" She called the next day and I`m like "What`s your occupation?" The method in my madness was the same of operation She was a po` ho, a hobo, a part-time boho so Yo, for the ring, she`s giving low blows Schematic peeped, she came by to let me hammer her She`s looking right, damn, I should`ve hid the camera She hit me off but, yo, it`s my word She got dropped by the first, picked up by the third I lay down sleepy, that shit was crazy creepy Rrring! I pick it up, this nigga`s like "Somebody beep me?" I`m feeling cheated, the shit shall never be repeated Before I get defeated, yo, I`ll beat it Cause I use steel-plated latex lately And when they say `downtown`, yo, I stop at 42nd Street Cause to get laid many prices are paid And I`m so `noid I don`t want a band-aid I try to stay aware of the drama, it`s crazy Plus, see I got to tell your mama that I`m swayze [Chorus x4] [Sweet T] Cheers, to the gigolos and the hoes About to open up your nose cause that`s the way my love flows To every man that said he`ll never get up in it If I said that you could win it you`d be at my house in five minutes The sugar`s so sweet and if I let you get me in between the sheets It`s my - beat I`m telling you again and again I don`t get nasty with the men like I get nasty with the pen People like to call girls that like men with money trash But you`s an ass if you don`t like a nigga with cash I don`t really care, I like the big bucks So if I gotta be trash, yo, fucking call a garbage truck Love don`t have a price but you gotta know the deal I`m a tell it like it is cause I like to keep it real When a man`s broke he`s got his hand on the trigger But if his pockets got figures he ain`t sweating the next nigga I like a nigga that rolls strong, when I`m in the studio Making songs, he`s out making the pockets long So peace to the niggas with wealth, niggas that go for self Cause I ain`t fucking with nothing else | Похожие исполнители: |
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