[intro]:
So You Fucking with a n**ga, right?
You Fuckin with a n**ga feelings, girl you get hurt like that
But you return the favor rite back..to me
You got a thing for the pain, you throw it at me, bbygirl it's tragic
[verse]:
What you say goes, yeah... And thats the end of discussion
You don't wanna go out and talk about it in public
For me to start acting stupid & turn a nothing to something
Tell who you been fucking, and I pray you don't lie to me
Just keep it on the low, when I'm on road, baby girl let me know if you wanna roll
Cause oh fasho... Baby I can make it happen
I'll show you the ropes, goyard bags, manicures, and I give you that dope dick, you know that shit, more of it, have you passed out on the floor w it
That's my kind of passion
I never said I didn't need you, I did all that shit just to teach you, to pay some attention to me too...
God dammit
You love then you hate me, I can't stand it
Another day without you I can't manage
But you can have it mane, cuz I'm finished
I was only diggin you out, from the beginning
Buss that pussy out for me, round after round, let's get it
We could hit the shower after, push up on yo kitty
You could feed a nigga, like I was you fuckin children
Whatever you say goes...
You could be Beyoncé Knowles... Girl I'll be jigga
Baby baby baby...
Touchin and rubbin & tuggin, fuckin all under the covers, kissin all over each other
You're so nasty
So You Fucking with a n**ga, right?
You Fuckin with a n**ga feelings, girl you get hurt like that
But you return the favor rite back..to me
You got a thing for the pain, you throw it at me, bbygirl it's tragic
[verse]:
What you say goes, yeah... And thats the end of discussion
You don't wanna go out and talk about it in public
For me to start acting stupid & turn a nothing to something
Tell who you been fucking, and I pray you don't lie to me
Just keep it on the low, when I'm on road, baby girl let me know if you wanna roll
Cause oh fasho... Baby I can make it happen
I'll show you the ropes, goyard bags, manicures, and I give you that dope dick, you know that shit, more of it, have you passed out on the floor w it
That's my kind of passion
I never said I didn't need you, I did all that shit just to teach you, to pay some attention to me too...
God dammit
You love then you hate me, I can't stand it
Another day without you I can't manage
But you can have it mane, cuz I'm finished
I was only diggin you out, from the beginning
Buss that pussy out for me, round after round, let's get it
We could hit the shower after, push up on yo kitty
You could feed a nigga, like I was you fuckin children
Whatever you say goes...
You could be Beyoncé Knowles... Girl I'll be jigga
Baby baby baby...
Touchin and rubbin & tuggin, fuckin all under the covers, kissin all over each other
You're so nasty
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