Paperman - Lyrics - Fabolous

Title: Paperman
Artist: Fabolous
Composer(s): Qaadir Atkinson, John David Jackson

Lyric:
They call me Paperman
I get that paper man
Yo shawty starin' homie
Don't make me take her man

But I'm just on the low
And you already know
Ya bitch choosin' pimpin'
Thats just the way it go

They call me Paperman, Paperman
In that brand new Chevy Suddan
My money stack up so tall
Like New York skyscrapers man

I keep me a fresh tapper man
Rich Yung are them basics man
Greatest player at home like Kobe in staples man
He be tryna lock her down, she tryna escape the man

I pick that paper up in the mornin', she is like my paper stand
They say money shapes a man
Keep them squares out yo circle
And work ya money nigga just don't let ya money work you

They call me Paperman
I get that paper man
Yo shawty starin' homie
Don't make me take her man

But I'm just on the low
And you already know
Ya bitch choosin' pimpin'
Thats just the way it go

They call me Paperman
I get that paper man
Yo shawty starin' homie
Don't make me take her man

But I'm just on the low
And you already know
Ya bitch choosin' pimpin'
Thats just the way it go

I'm a man to blow two grand or so
On sneakers made from animal
Even if they don't understand the flow
Bet them hoes understand the doe
Every motherfucker on this planet know

Money keeps the world on spin
If I put the spur on in ain't no doubt yo girl gone grin
They like my shine, they like my grind
I take yo girl, I bring her back

Ain't it like she mine, ya hoes to blame
You know the game
It's Loso rich but if you wanna know the name I say

They call me Paperman
I get that paper man
Yo shawty starin' homie
Don't make me take her man

But I'm just on the low
And you already know
Ya bitch choosin' pimpin'
Thats just the way it go

They call me Paperman
I get that paper man
Yo shawty starin' homie
Don't make me take her man

But I'm just on the low
And you already know
Ya bitch choosin' pimpin'
Thats just the way it go

Now I dip through strips in a whip
Wit black 22's and chrome on the lip
Don't slip, don't trip 'cause the tips are hollow
In this chrome on my hip

I lean so mean, so clean
That there ain't a stain on these clothes
Hoes run throw some throw
Ones we makin' it rain on these hoes

I ride through slow, just hide ya hoe
Don't let yo hoe see Loso
I think I'm this, I think I'm that
Man I don't think I know so

I let them know, we let them go
So please don't play wit them boys
She wanna come, just let her come over
And play wit them boys
Like New York skyscrapers man

I keep me a fresh tapper man
Rich Yung are them basics man
Greatest player at home like Kobe in staples man
He be tryna lock her down, she tryna escape the man

I pick that paper up in the mornin', she is like my paper stand
They say money shapes a man
Keep them squares out yo circle
And work ya money nigga just don't let ya money work you

They call me Paperman
I get that paper man
Yo shawty starin' homie
Don't make me take her man

But I'm just on the low
And you already know
Ya bitch choosin' pimpin'
Thats just the way it go

They call me Paperman
I get that paper man
Yo shawty starin' homie
Don't make me take her man

But I'm just on the low
And you already know
Ya bitch choosin' pimpin'
Thats just the way it go

I'm a man to blow two grand or so
On sneakers made from animal
Even if they don't understand the flow
Bet them hoes understand the doe
Every motherfucker on this planet know

Money keeps the world on spin
If I put the spur on in ain't no doubt yo girl gone grin
They like my shine, they like my grind
I take yo girl, I bring her back

Ain't it like she mine, ya hoes to blame
You know the game
It's Loso rich but if you wanna know the name I say

They call me Paperman
I get that paper man
Yo shawty starin' homie
Don't make me take her man

But I'm just on the low
And you already know
Ya bitch choosin' pimpin'
Thats just the way it go

They call me Paperman
I get that paper man
Yo shawty starin' homie
Don't make me take her man

But I'm just on the low
And you already know
Ya bitch choosin' pimpin'
Thats just the way it go
Like New York skyscrapers man

I keep me a fresh tapper man
Rich Yung are them basics man
Greatest player at home like Kobe in staples man
He be tryna lock her down, she tryna escape the man

I pick that paper up in the mornin', she is like my paper stand
They say money shapes a man
Keep them squares out yo circle
And work ya money nigga just don't let ya money work you

They call me Paperman
I get that paper man
Yo shawty starin' homie
Don't make me take her man

But I'm just on the low
And you already know
Ya bitch choosin' pimpin'
Thats just the way it go

They call me Paperman
I get that paper man
Yo shawty starin' homie
Don't make me take her man

But I'm just on the low
And you already know
Ya bitch choosin' pimpin'
Thats just the way it go

I'm a man to blow two grand or so
On sneakers made from animal
Even if they don't understand the flow
Bet them hoes understand the doe
Every motherfucker on this planet know

Money keeps the world on spin
If I put the spur on in ain't no doubt yo girl gone grin
They like my shine, they like my grind
I take yo girl, I bring her back

Ain't it like she mine, ya hoes to blame
You know the game
It's Loso rich but if you wanna know the name I say

They call me Paperman
I get that paper man
Yo shawty starin' homie
Don't make me take her man

But I'm just on the low
And you already know
Ya bitch choosin' pimpin'
Thats just the way it go

They call me Paperman
I get that paper man
Yo shawty starin' homie
Don't make me take her man

But I'm just on the low
And you already know
Ya bitch choosin' pimpin'
Thats just the way it go

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You Can Get It - Lyrics - B2k

Title: You Can Get It
Artist: B2k
Composer(s): Dreux Frederic, Makeba Riddick, Troy Taylor

Lyric:
Yeah
Aye yo, Troy I got you man, don't trip
B2K
This right here is not a remix
This is not a remix
This is gangsta

She walked through the doors of the club chillin' with her man
Lookin' sexy as hell with the jeans and a matchin' bag
The way she licked her lips, made me wanna go and ask her name
The way she moved them hips, kept starin' at me
Let me know she wanted to play

Shorty is checkin' for me
Shorty got her eyes up on me
We can get down with the quickness
Just say the word and I'm with it so
Mami wanna roll with flava
Take her from her man and save her
Gurl just say the word and I'm wit it, no
And you definitely can get it

She saw me out side about to leave, mommy said "What up?"
Me and my crew sittin' low in the Hummer truck
An' she steps to the driver side sayin' let's bounce
So I'm cool, let's do this, be sure I'm out

Boy don't play games
What you want?
Let's be clear
I'm right here, do your thang
My man just left, so what's next?
Tell me whatcha want from me
Tell me whatcha want from me

Shorty is checkin' for me
Shorty got her eyes up on me
We can get down with the quickness
Just say the word and I'm with it so
Mami wanna roll with flava
Take her from her man and save her
Gurl just say the word and I'm wit it, no
And you definitely can get it

Shorty is checkin' for me
Shorty got her eyes up on me
We can get down with the quickness
Just say the word and I'm with it so
Mami wanna roll with flava
Take her from her man and save her
Gurl just say the word and I'm wit it, no
And you definitely can get it

Yeah mami was a little hottie
And a plus she got a body
Can't nobody knock me
We can get down with a quickness
Just say the word and I'm wit it, fo' sho
I can tell that she was lookin' lookin'
Even though she's tookin' don't think that I wouldn't
Gurl just say the word and I'm wit it, no
And you can definitely get it

This is what I'm trying to tell 'em man
Ya'll close to me, but no cigar
It's ya favorite teen idol, a superstar
Not you 'lil homie, it's 'lil Fizz ya'll
A teen hearthrob band, being the greatest of them all
Gurl all you gotta do is call and I'm wit it
'Cuz the way that booty look you sho can get it
So leave ya man and let's make some plans
Roll with a boy that's hot, but is cool as a fan

Shorty is checkin' for me
Shorty got her eyes up on me
We can get down with the quickness
Just say the word and I'm with it, fo' sho
Mami wanna roll with flava
Take her from her man and save her
Gurl just say the word and I'm wit it, no
And you definitely can get it

Shorty is checkin' for me
Shorty got her eyes up on me
We can can get down with a quickness, fo' sho
Mami wanna roll with flava
Take her from her man and save her
You know, you know
It's goin' down!

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I'M A Flirt - Lyrics - Double Up - R. Kelly

Title: I'M A Flirt
Album: Double Up
Artist: R. Kelly
Composer(s): Robert Kelly, Ronnie Jackson, Clifford Harris, Shad Moss, Faheem Najm

Lyric:
I?m a, I?m a, I?m a, I?m a flirt

Soon as I see her walk up in the club I?m a flirt
Winkin? eyes at me when I roll up on them dubs I?m a flirt
Sometimes when I'm with my chick on the low I?m a flirt
And when she's with her man lookin? at me damn right I?m a flirt

So homie don't bring your girl to meet me ?cause I?m a flirt
And baby don't bring your girlfriend to eat ?cause I?m a flirt
Please believe it unless your game is tight and you trust her
Then don't bring her 'round me because I?m a flirt

Now I swear to tell the truth and the whole truth
When it comes to those I be pimpin? like I supposed to
Rollin? like I supposed to, shinin? like I supposed to
In the club freakin? with honeys like I supposed to

I don't understand when a player bring his girlfriend to the club
Freakin? out on the flo' with his girlfriend in the club
And wonderin' why all these players tryin' to holla at her
Just soon as she go to the bathroom player I?m gon? holla at her

A dog on the prowl when I'm walkin? through the mall
If I could man, I probably would flirt with all of y'all
Yeah yeah homey, you say she your girlfriend
But when I step up to her, I?ma be like Tarzan

Believe me mayne, this is how them players do it in the Chi
And plus we got them playerette flirters in the Chi
Now the moral of story is cuff yo' chick
?Cause hey, I'm black, handsome, I sing, plus I'm rich
And I?m a flirt

Hey homie, if you ain't gettin no money
You better keep her away from me, ya dig?

Well if you love ya girl and wanna keep ya girl
Don't be walkin? up and askin? me to meet ya girl
Because I'm well enough a flirt when I speak to ya girl
She winked her eyes on the sly, I seent ya girl

Better treat your girl right 'cause another man will
Better *** ya girl like another man will
'Cause you leave your wife and I see ya wife
That be for real, how long you think that's finna be ya wife?

When I'm livin? the life, you just gettin' it right
Your old lady look at me ?cause you ain't hittin' it right
She probably used to like you 'cause you the business type
That's until I came along and put some **** in her life

Wanna say, had an ***, **** a **** in the lights
And I noticed she was checkin? me and diggin? the ice
And if I get that tonight, better hit that twice
I could even make her mine if I hit that right

You know smack that thang, sit that right
Up on that dress, say yeah that's right
Pullin? on her hair like we gettin? in a fight
Yeah I know it's kinda tight but it'll spread just right

So if yo girl sexy and she pass me
Don't be upset G ?cause you might catch me
Tryin? to catch a glance up her skirt
Then we playin? in reverse
If I see her and I like her then I'ma flirt

When I, when I, when I
When I pull up to club all the shawties be like, ?Damn! 28's!?
Then I be like, "Girl you know just who I am, don't hate"
Say I done fell in love wit a stripper y?all
All I do is flirt with her and I get them drawers

And I don't need no help, I got it down pact
Teddy Pain was born to flirt now you can't down that
Now I'ma flirt whether I'm in or out of town
That's why they call me Teddy ?Bend-Her-A**-Down?

I be like, ?¿Como te llama lil? momma?
Me llamo Pain, what is yo? name?
I'm feelin? yo? vibe and I'm hopin? you feel the same
I'ma wink my eye and let you know I got the game
When I pass by I know exactly what you say

?He's so fly and yes he's so cool?
Hey shawty, hey shawty, what it do
He mad 'cause I'm lookin' but I already touched her
I got your boyfriend mad ?cause I?m a flirt

Soon as I see her walk up in the club I?m a flirt
Winkin? eyes at me when I roll up on them dubs I?m a flirt
Sometimes when I'm with my chick on the low I?m a flirt
And when she's with her man lookin? at me damn right I?m a flirt

So homies don't bring your girl to meet me ?cause I?m a flirt
And baby don't bring your girlfriend to eat ?cause I?m a flirt
Please believe it unless your game is tight and you trust her
Then don't bring her 'round me because I?m a flirt

It's the remix!

Now if you walk up in the club wit a bad chick
And she lookin' at me then I'm gon' hit
Man jackin' for chicks, I tried to quit it
But I'm a playa homie so I had to hit it

While you buyin' her drinks in the club
Actin' like you in love
Stuntin' like you all thug
We was switchin' numbers

She lookin' at you when I walk by
You turn yo' head, she wink her eye
I can't help it if she checkin' for a platinum type of guy
She be callin' me daddy and I be callin' her mommy
She be callin' you Kelly when yo' name is Tommy

I don't know what y'all be thinkin' when you bring 'em round me
Let me remind you that I am the king of R&B
Do you know what that means? That means if you love yo' chick
Don't bring her to the VIP 'cause I might leave wit yo' chick

Just keepin' it real ** *****, it's a playa's field ** *****
Don't take no trick to the club when you just met her ** *****
'Cause I'm flirt wit her right, and he gon' flirt wit her right
And if she lickin' dat good ****, she gon' flirt wit her
I'm a flirt

Soon as I see her walk up in the club I?m a flirt
Winkin? eyes at me when I roll up on them dubs I?m a flirt
Sometimes when I'm with my chick on the low I?m a flirt
And when she's with her man lookin? at me damn right I?m a flirt

So homie don't bring your girl to meet me ?cause I?m a flirt
And baby don't bring your girlfriend to eat ?cause I?m a flirt
Please believe it unless your game is tight and you trust her
Then don't bring her 'round me because I?m a flirt

Kels, T.I., T-Pain
Ladies, if your man ain't hitting it right
Just call this number on the screen
I'll be at your rescue, yeah

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Imma Flirt (Remix) - Lyrics - R. Kelly

Title: Imma Flirt (Remix)
Artist: R. Kelly
Composer(s): Robert Kelly, Ronnie Jackson, Clifford Harris, Shad Moss, Faheem Najm

Lyric:
I?m a, I?m a, I?m a, I?m a flirt

Soon as I see her walk up in the club I?m a flirt
Winkin? eyes at me when I roll up on them dubs I?m a flirt
Sometimes when I'm with my chick on the low I?m a flirt
And when she's with her man lookin? at me damn right I?m a flirt

So homie don't bring your girl to meet me ?cause I?m a flirt
And baby don't bring your girlfriend to eat ?cause I?m a flirt
Please believe it unless your game is tight and you trust her
Then don't bring her 'round me because I?m a flirt

Now I swear to tell the truth and the whole truth
When it comes to those I be pimpin? like I supposed to
Rollin? like I supposed to, shinin? like I supposed to
In the club freakin? with honeys like I supposed to

I don't understand when a player bring his girlfriend to the club
Freakin? out on the flo' with his girlfriend in the club
And wonderin' why all these players tryin' to holla at her
Just soon as she go to the bathroom player I?m gon? holla at her

A dog on the prowl when I'm walkin? through the mall
If I could man, I probably would flirt with all of y'all
Yeah yeah homey, you say she your girlfriend
But when I step up to her, I?ma be like Tarzan

Believe me mayne, this is how them players do it in the Chi
And plus we got them playerette flirters in the Chi
Now the moral of story is cuff yo' chick
?Cause hey, I'm black, handsome, I sing, plus I'm rich
And I?m a flirt

Hey homie, if you ain't gettin no money
You better keep her away from me, ya dig?

Well if you love ya girl and wanna keep ya girl
Don't be walkin? up and askin? me to meet ya girl
Because I'm well enough a flirt when I speak to ya girl
She winked her eyes on the sly, I seent ya girl

Better treat your girl right 'cause another man will
Better *** ya girl like another man will
'Cause you leave your wife and I see ya wife
That be for real, how long you think that's finna be ya wife?

When I'm livin? the life, you just gettin' it right
Your old lady look at me ?cause you ain't hittin' it right
She probably used to like you 'cause you the business type
That's until I came along and put some **** in her life

Wanna say, had an ***, **** a **** in the lights
And I noticed she was checkin? me and diggin? the ice
And if I get that tonight, better hit that twice
I could even make her mine if I hit that right

You know smack that thang, sit that right
Up on that dress, say yeah that's right
Pullin? on her hair like we gettin? in a fight
Yeah I know it's kinda tight but it'll spread just right

So if yo girl sexy and she pass me
Don't be upset G ?cause you might catch me
Tryin? to catch a glance up her skirt
Then we playin? in reverse
If I see her and I like her then I'ma flirt

When I, when I, when I
When I pull up to club all the shawties be like, ?Damn! 28's!?
Then I be like, "Girl you know just who I am, don't hate"
Say I done fell in love wit a stripper y?all
All I do is flirt with her and I get them drawers

And I don't need no help, I got it down pact
Teddy Pain was born to flirt now you can't down that
Now I'ma flirt whether I'm in or out of town
That's why they call me Teddy ?Bend-Her-A**-Down?

I be like, ?¿Como te llama lil? momma?
Me llamo Pain, what is yo? name?
I'm feelin? yo? vibe and I'm hopin? you feel the same
I'ma wink my eye and let you know I got the game
When I pass by I know exactly what you say

?He's so fly and yes he's so cool?
Hey shawty, hey shawty, what it do
He mad 'cause I'm lookin' but I already touched her
I got your boyfriend mad ?cause I?m a flirt

Soon as I see her walk up in the club I?m a flirt
Winkin? eyes at me when I roll up on them dubs I?m a flirt
Sometimes when I'm with my chick on the low I?m a flirt
And when she's with her man lookin? at me damn right I?m a flirt

So homies don't bring your girl to meet me ?cause I?m a flirt
And baby don't bring your girlfriend to eat ?cause I?m a flirt
Please believe it unless your game is tight and you trust her
Then don't bring her 'round me because I?m a flirt

It's the remix!

Now if you walk up in the club wit a bad chick
And she lookin' at me then I'm gon' hit
Man jackin' for chicks, I tried to quit it
But I'm a playa homie so I had to hit it

While you buyin' her drinks in the club
Actin' like you in love
Stuntin' like you all thug
We was switchin' numbers

She lookin' at you when I walk by
You turn yo' head, she wink her eye
I can't help it if she checkin' for a platinum type of guy
She be callin' me daddy and I be callin' her mommy
She be callin' you Kelly when yo' name is Tommy

I don't know what y'all be thinkin' when you bring 'em round me
Let me remind you that I am the king of R&B
Do you know what that means? That means if you love yo' chick
Don't bring her to the VIP 'cause I might leave wit yo' chick

Just keepin' it real ** *****, it's a playa's field ** *****
Don't take no trick to the club when you just met her ** *****
'Cause I'm flirt wit her right, and he gon' flirt wit her right
And if she lickin' dat good ****, she gon' flirt wit her
I'm a flirt

Soon as I see her walk up in the club I?m a flirt
Winkin? eyes at me when I roll up on them dubs I?m a flirt
Sometimes when I'm with my chick on the low I?m a flirt
And when she's with her man lookin? at me damn right I?m a flirt

So homie don't bring your girl to meet me ?cause I?m a flirt
And baby don't bring your girlfriend to eat ?cause I?m a flirt
Please believe it unless your game is tight and you trust her
Then don't bring her 'round me because I?m a flirt

Kels, T.I., T-Pain
Ladies, if your man ain't hitting it right
Just call this number on the screen
I'll be at your rescue, yeah

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Tryna Be Your Man - Lyrics - Hard - Jagged Edge

Title: Tryna Be Your Man
Album: Hard
Artist: Jagged Edge
Composer(s): Brian Casey, Bryan Michael Cox, Brandon Casey

Lyric:
Introducing J.E.
J.E.

I scooped her
In the streets, in the jeep
Looking real fresh and clean
I scooped her
Ask my peeps, she's a keeper
I keeps up with this girl
I'm not tryin' be your friend
I'm tryin' be your man
I'm not tryin' be your friend
I'm tryin' be your man

She can really, really move in them little, little
Short so tight, even your boy had to give a little
Said she wanted to hang with some real niggas
Have a little fun with my dawgs and even drink a little
She looked around quick then paused
Man her sexy face and said
"Maybe we should get a room for the night
'Cuz you're just what I like and it's yours if you like, c'mon"

If you want it baby
You can get it baby
Come home with me
It's satisfaction guaranteed tonight

I scooped her
In the streets, in the jeep
Looking real fresh and clean
I scooped her
Ask my peeps, she's a keeper
I keeps up with this girl
I'm not tryin' be your friend
I'm tryin' be your man
I'm not tryin' be your friend
I'm tryin' be your man

I just wanna get a room for the night
Show you the rumors you heard, they was right
I do, put it down in the bedroom love
Take you for a dip in a heart shaped tub
You on cloud nine, high like a dove
And I really, really wanna give you all this love
You got the socket girl, I got the plug
You know what's up
I met the sweetest girl, yeah, yeah

If you want it baby
You can get it baby
Come home with me
It's satisfaction guaranteed tonight

I scooped her
In the streets, in the jeep
Looking real fresh and clean
I scooped her
Ask my peeps, she's a keeper
I keeps up with this girl
I'm not tryin' be your friend
I'm tryin' be your man
I'm not tryin' be your friend
I'm tryin' be your man

Just friends, baby that's cool
But I'm tryin' be your man
So maybe that ain't all that cool
Come on back, I ain't no fool
Them lips and them thighs and that little, little
Don't stop when you're workin' the middle, middle
I can't let her go, gotta let her know
Can't be a better girl, gotta be your man

I scooped her
In the streets, in the jeep
Looking real fresh and clean
I scooped her
Ask my peeps, she's a keeper
I keeps up with this girl
I'm not tryin' be your friend
I'm tryin' be your man
I'm not tryin' be your friend
I'm tryin' be your man

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Make Love Like A Man - Lyrics - Adrenalize - Def Leppard

Title: Make Love Like A Man
Album: Adrenalize
Artist: Def Leppard
Composer(s): Joseph Elliott, Stephen Clarke, Phil Collen, Mutt Lange

Lyric:
Make love like a man
I'm a man
That's what I am
Come on

All you girls 'round the world
Lookin' for a guy who's a real go getter, yeah
Every guy grab a girl
Love her like a man, make her feel a lot better, yeah

Everybody
(You want it)
I'm the one
(I got it)
I'm Mr. Fun
(You need it)
I'm Captain Cool, yeah
(Come get it)
And I've come for you
Come on

Don't call me gigolo, don't call me Casanova
Just call me on the phone and baby come on over
When you need someone
When you need someone to

Make love like a man
I'm a man
That's what I am, yeah
Make love like a man
Your kinda man
That's what I am

Every day, every night
Take her little heart 'til it beats like a hammer, yeah, oh
Come, come on, do it good, do it right
Crazy little girl gonna stutter'n'
(Stammer)
Stammer
Oh yeah

Don't call me gigolo, don't call me Casanova
Just call me on the phone and baby come on over
When you need someone
When you need someone to

Make love like a man
I'm a man
That's what I am, yeah
Make love like a man
Your kinda man
That's what I am

Gimme some rock n' roll
Little bit of rock n' roll
It's gotta be rock n' roll
Little bit of rock n' roll

A little bit of love goes a long, long way
Gotta get it on if you really wanna get her
Never ever wait it's a little to late
Love her like a man, make her feel a lot better

(You want it)
Yeah, baby
(I got it)
Why not
(You need it)
Oh, oh
(Come get it)
Oh, come on

Don't call me gigolo, don't call me Casanova
Just call me on the phone and baby come on over
When you need someone
(When you need someone)
When you need someone to

Make love like a man
I'm a man
That's what I am, yeah
Make love like a man
Your kinda man
That's what I am

Make love
(Make love)
Like a man
(Like a man)
I'm a man
(I'm a man )
that's what I am baby

Make love
(Make love)
Like a man
(Like a man)
I'm a man
(I'm a man)
That's what I am

Hey, get it while you can
(Make love)
I wanna be your man
(Like a man)
Baby understand
(I'm a man)
I'm a m-m-man

(Make love)
Make love
(Like a man)
Like a man
Your kinda man

Oh, you love her like a man
She's gonna feel a lot better
And that's a fact

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Her Man - Lyrics - Greatest Hits - Gary Allan

Title: Her Man
Album: Greatest Hits
Artist: Gary Allan
Composer(s): Kent M Robbins

Lyric:
I'm gonna change my ways of 'doin things around here
Well I'm turning over a new leaf, gonna get myself in gear
'Cause I've got a women who's better then most and I've made a mess
Of her plans, startin' today, all I'm gonna be is her man

'Cause I've been a wild cater, and a go-go getter
Been an S O B right down to the letter, I've had misadventures
I've even got pictures, I'm even more than I can stand
But startin' today, all I'm gonna be is her man

I'm gonna give it all back, 'cause all I've done is take
Well I've put her on the back burner while I was out on the make
But I've got a woman who's good enough to give me a second chance again
And startin' today, all I'm gonna be is her man

'Cause I've been a wild cater, and a go-go getter
Been an S O B right down to the letter, I've had misadventures
I've even got pictures, I'm even more than I can stand
Startin' today, all I'm gonna be is her man

I'm a little bit late but I'm wisin' up
Now I'm takin' her by the hand
Startin' today, all I'm gonna be is her man

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I'Mma Flirt - Lyrics - Bow Wow

Title: I'Mma Flirt
Artist: Bow Wow
Composer(s): Robert Kelly, Ronnie Jackson, Clifford Harris, Shad Moss, Faheem Najm

Lyric:
Kels, Bow Weezy
Jackin' for chicks
I'ma, I'ma, I'ma, I'ma flirt

Soon as I see her walk up in the club, I'ma flirt
Winkin' eyes at me when I roll up on them dubs, I'ma flirt
Sometimes when I'm wit my chick on the low, I'ma flirt
And when she's wit her man lookin' at me, damn right I'ma flirt

So homie don't bring your girl to meet me 'coz I'ma flirt
And baby, don't bring your girlfriend to eat 'coz I'ma flirt
Please believe it, unless your game is tight and you trust her
Then don't bring her 'round me because I'ma flirt

I'ma be pimpim', I don't be slippin' when it come down to these ***
I don't love 'em, we don't cuff 'em, man and it's just the way it goes
I pull up in the Phantom, all the ladies think I'm handsome
Jewelry shinin', I stay stuntin', that's why these *** can't stand 'em

I'ma chick magnet and anything fine, I'm baggin' it
And if she got a man, I don't care
10 toes and I wanna be 'coz I gotta have it
Now, now, who do it like B O dub? Girls on me when I walk in the club
Game ain't tight, I'ma take your chick, that's hitman
Now your girl in love

When I ***, fly young dude, ride wit me, lil' mama, can't lose
Don't get mad at me, homie because your girlfriend choose
See this is how it's goin' down in the 614
From the Nata up to Cleveland, even into Leo

I'ma boss and you know it, I got the money, I'ma show it
If I give your girl one chance to talk to me
Homie, she ain't gon' blow it
Now the moral of the story is cuff your chick 'coz hey
I'm black, fresh and I rap, plus I'm rich and I'ma flirt

Soon as I see her walk up in the club, I'ma flirt
Winkin' eyes at me when I roll up on them dubs, I'ma flirt
Sometimes when I'm wit my chick on the low, I'ma flirt
And when she's wit her man lookin' at me, damn right I'ma flirt

So homie don't bring your girl to meet me 'coz I'ma flirt
And baby, don't bring your girlfriend to eat 'coz I'ma flirt
Please believe it, unless your game is tight and you trust her
Then don't bring her 'round me because I'ma flirt

I'ma, I'ma, I'ma, I'ma flirt
That's right, I tell the truth and the whole truth
When it come to *** I be pimpin' like I supposed to
Rollin' like I supposed to, shinin' like I supposed to
In the club *** wit honeys like I supposed to

I don't understand when a *** bring his girlfriend to the club
Creepin' all on the floor wit his girlfriend in the club
And wonder why all these players tryna holla at her
Just soon as she go to the bathroom, I'ma holla at her

A dog on a cloud when I'm walkin' through the mall
If I could, man, I'd probably flirt wit all of y'all
Yeah, yeah, homie, you say she your girlfriend
But when I step up to her, I'ma be like Tarzan

Believe me, man, this is how them playas do it in the Chi
And plus we got them playerette foolers in the Chi
Now the moral of story is cuff your *** 'coz hey
I'm black, handsome, I sing 'coz I'm rich and I'ma flirt

Soon as I see her walk up in the club, I'ma flirt
Winkin' eyes at me when I roll up on them dubs, I'ma flirt
Sometimes when I'm wit my chick on the low, I'ma flirt
And when she's wit her man lookin' at me, damn right I'ma flirt

So homie don't bring your girl to meet me 'coz I'ma flirt
And baby, don't bring your girlfriend to eat 'coz I'ma flirt
Please believe it, unless your game is tight and you trust her
Then don't bring her 'round me because I'ma flirt

F L I R T
Hey, lil' mama, you know I'ma
F L I R T
Hey, lil' mama, you know I'ma flirt

Soon as I see her walk up in the club, I'ma flirt
Winkin' eyes at me when I roll up on them dubs, I'ma flirt
Sometimes when I'm wit my chick on the low, I'ma flirt
And when she's wit her man lookin' at me, damn right I'ma flirt

So homie don't bring your girl to meet me 'coz I'ma flirt
And baby, don't bring your girlfriend to eat 'coz I'ma flirt
Please believe it, unless your game is tight and you trust her
Then don't bring her 'round me because I'ma flirt

I'ma, I'ma, I'ma, I'ma flirt
I'ma, I'ma, I'ma, I'ma flirt
I'ma, I'ma, I'ma, I'ma flirt
I'ma, I'ma, I'ma, I'ma flirt

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Kanday - Lyrics - Bigger & Deffer - Ll Cool J

Title: Kanday
Album: Bigger & Deffer
Artist: Ll Cool J
Composer(s): Bob Ervin, D Pierce, D Simon, James T Smith

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Lyric:
I met this new girl with big juicy lips
An' nice round hips, I mean her body's a trip
An' when I go over her house, you know what I like?
The way she tells me take it off an' never says syke

Yo, I'm never in need, she's feedin' my greed
She never waits for me to ask, she takes the lead
Her tongue is sticky an' hickeys are her specialty
E wants her, but she saves the good stuff for me

Her name is Kanday, she's dandier than Dandy Don
You're mad an' I'm happy that she put me on
I'll never leave her for nothin', only a crazy man would
That's why I had to tell ya that

I feel good about Kanday
I feel good about Kanday
I feel good

Now an' Laters, gum drops, jellybeans
Brothers beg for the leg, she's on the cheerleadin' team
It feels wicked, every time I stick it, that's right
When we're alone, she never ever acts polite

Hey, yo, she blows me kisses, she does my dishes
I wished I bust two an' she grants my wishes
She's clever in bed, she uses her head
She's the kinda girl that keeps a fat man well fed

Left to right all night, the chick's outta sight
I broke my lamp shade in half because I don't use a light
Man, she's juicy like a berry, chocolate with the cherry
Ask me if it's good an' I'll have to say very

Wouldn't leave her for nothin', only a crazy man would
That's why I had to tell ya that

I feel good about Kanday
I feel good about Kanday
I feel good

I'm feelin' gooder than good, if you wouldn't, I would
If you could, I know you could, she's kickin' back in the hood
When she starts to get off, she can knock off a cough
I know cough don't rhyme with boss, but she made me her boss

She's the talk of my room, whenever I'm in my room
My little brother loves her more than his favorite cartoon
Her body's bad, the girl's built, skin like silk
Wet, steamy an' warm just like a hot cup of milk

She's all the way live, keeps me satisfied
I don't go outside, I like to stay inside
Her ways are like a angel, with bright white wings
An' I'm crazy 'bout the way Kanday shakes her thing

Wouldn't leave her for nothin', only a crazy man would
That's why I had to tell ya that

I feel good about Kanday
I feel good about Kanday
I feel good

Ooh, you couldn't imagine, I'm lickin' my lips
If she was tea I'd take a sip, when I'm in gym, I do flips
I'm in love with the pizznoot, it's proper as hell
I'm hittin' harder than hard, always makin' her yell

She's cooler than an iceberg, word to the mother
In the house, down the steps an' under the covers
Right away, no sation, or frontin', or playin'
Or delayin', I'm never steppin' off, I'm always stayin'

Her mother knows me well, father hates my guts
He don't know when we're alone
She's always feelin' on my niggy, niggy nuts
For a snack, cornflakes, crackerjacks
Day after day I try to break that back

An' man, oh man, damn, you can't an' I can
Last time I saw her with man I had to shake almost hands
I said, "What up?" He said, "What up?"
"I took your girl, so what up?"
Gotta walk on the ground with a hole to fill up

All the boys laugh about her, Darryl an' Dewayne
Bobcat an' Earl, but they must be insane
Michael Spelling's on my side, an' Big Chuck, the Grease
She's my private freaky deak, my own personal skeez

Wouldn't leave her for nothin', only a crazy man would
That's why I had to tell ya that

I feel good about Kanday
I feel good about Kanday
I feel good about Kanday
I feel good about Kanday
I feel good

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5000 Ones - Lyrics - Dj Drama

Title: 5000 Ones
Artist: Dj Drama
Composer(s): Phalon Alexander, Sean Combs, Clifford Harris, Cornell Haynes, Jay Jenkins, Carl Mitchell, Jasiel Robinson, Gary White, Cedric Williams

Lyric:
I got 5000 ones, lookin' for the baddest bitch in the club
I'm lookin' for her, I'm lookin' for her
I got 5000 ones when I see her pimp, I'm throwin' it up
I'm lookin' for her, I'm lookin' for her

See me when I walk in, ain't nothin' to it
Brought ten stacks to the back, then threw it
Make it rain, ain't a thang
When it come to money I got it, man

You the next best thang, I'm the hottest, mayne
You talk that shit, I'm 'bout it, mayne
We way over here, up out your range
Don't try to be G, that's not your thang

You try me G, that Glock gon' bang
K I N G, that's not gon' change
I'm rich, bitch, I don't care about no fame
'Cause if all else fails, I got cocaine

Still see me all on TV wit it
Still in da hood what ya need he get it
Dough low 44, see me wit it
If a nigga runnin' up best believe he get it

See us in da club, nigga, we be trippin'
Niggas rap 'bout that shit we livin'
7 or 8 stacks on 2 or 3 bitches
Sucka niggas over there hatin', we chillin'

I ran out of ones, so go back get more
Say shawty, bend it over back, real slow
Jack dat ass up, grab that pole
Show me you 'bout that action, hoe

I got 5000 ones, lookin' for the baddest bitch in the club
I'm lookin' for her, I'm lookin' for her
I got 5000 ones when I see her pimp, I'm throwin' it up
I'm lookin' for her, I'm lookin' for her

Stacks so fat rubber bands can't hold
Stacks so fat rubber bands can't hold
Stacks so fat rubber bands can't hold it, no
They can't hold it, no, they can't hold it, no

Eeenie, meenie, miny, moe
I'm lookin' for the direction this money 'bout to go
I'm 'bout ta blow, we pop bottles
Me and the whole clique certified shot callas

Blow top dollas
Got this bitch jumpin' off the chain like Rottweilers
5000 ones, throw 'em then stop
See I'm lookin' for the baddest bitch
Splurge for a second when I'm done you can have this bitch

5000, 10,000, 20
Ones in my hand, that's good money
Ones in my fan, we get money
She pop that thang, she get that

That money's fallin' like rain
I'm VIP that's champagne
I'm K I D do my thang
And yes, indeed, I got change

Or shall I say I got paper
Stacked money tall as skyscrapers
Hater's you fly I fly paper
She pop that thang she get that

She make it hot like wasabi
Look at that body on mommy
She probably stand right beside me
And I tsunami lil' mommy

I got 5000 ones, lookin' for the baddest bitch in the club
I'm lookin' for her, I'm lookin' for her
I got 5000 ones when I see her pimp, I'm throwin' it up
I'm lookin' for her, I'm lookin' for her

They call me Young, my money long
I make it rain, now loose your thong
Now loose your bottoms, now loose your tops
You saw what I just spent, I could've bought a watch

I could've bought a car, maybe a couple bricks
I send my hood bitch the fifths on a shoppin' trip
5000 ones, ya you know young wit it
So high up in the air, she need a flight to go get it

Still Mr. Magic City, you know no replacements
This is what I do I got a pole in my basement
If I can make it to Onyx, I bring Onyx to the condo
Call lil' bro bring me 20 grand pronto

I got 5000 ones, lookin' for the baddest bitch in the club
I'm lookin' for her, I'm lookin' for her
I got 5000 ones when I see her pimp, I'm throwin' it up
I'm lookin' for her, I'm lookin' for her

Stacks so fat rubber bands can't hold
Stacks so fat rubber bands can't hold
Stacks so fat rubber bands can't hold it, no
They can't hold it, no, they can't hold it, no

It's the Twista and can't nobody hold him
The money the stacks that we makin' you can't fold 'em
Get love in the strip club
Gotta nigga feeling so freaky they askin' is you roamin'

Yeah, makin' it rain is automatic when
She's askin if you trickin' you got it
Pimpin' is a habit from Twista magic city
And the muthafuckin' betta bet not bitch about it

Steady stackin' paper that's the reason we be throwin' it up
Dollas at the coke, they slang d
Really lil' mamma all over Dj Drama
And T.I. Joc and Nelly when we in da club

I'ma pop a couple of bottles and I'ma start that good shit up
Got 5000 ones and I'm about to throw it up
Sip on some that Patron
I'ma 'bout put a hundred on one of them thongs

Gotta cup a lil' somethin' 'cause I pay the bill
Still money ain't shit, I make major deal
Better ring the alarm, here come the paper
Twista comin' in the club when I get I pop a lot
When she come up wit a fatty I gladly tip her
Jazze, tell 'em what I got

I got 5000 ones, lookin' for the baddest bitch in the club
I'm lookin' for her, I'm lookin' for her
I got 5000 ones when I see her pimp, I'm throwin' it up
I'm lookin' for her, I'm lookin' for her

I'm lookin' for her I'm lookin' for her
Stacks so fat rubber bands can't hold
Stacks so fat rubber bands can't hold
Stacks so fat rubber bands can't hold it, no
They can't hold it, no, they can't hold it, no

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Grown Man - Currency - Lyrics - Tha Carter, Vol. 2 - Lil' Wayne

Title: Grown Man - Currency
Album: Tha Carter, Vol. 2
Artist: Lil' Wayne
Composer(s): Dwayne Carter, Paul Harden, Tristan G. Jones

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Lyric:
Dawg, you gotta feel me on this one
What it be like dawg? I'm on some, some, adope grown up type shit
Look who I be around nigga, look who I been around nigga
Geezy, Juve and Turk, B and Slim, dawg pay attention, dawg

Age is nothin' but some digits nigga trust me on this
'Cuz I think I speak for every one when I say life is a bitch
I ride D L into the C L, gun right in my grip
I slip a clip in every rip 'cuz haters likely to trip

Come home to my future wife and every nite she'll flip
She end up catchin' rights to her lips behind diapers and shit
But I like when we split drink Henny without ice when I'm pissed
Go to the club and start a fight thinkin' I'm Tyson and shit

But I'm a man so I'm here to handle my situations correctly
And I not might be dumb but niggas gone definitely respect me
But in the mean partner, I'm fightin' gun charges in court
And in a couple of weeks our next tour about to start

It's like I'm livin' happy now, except for the fact my daughter sayin'
I love you daddy now and that kinda juice me up
And I smoke about 3 blunts and puff a cooler bust me up
And say a prayer for everyday just so I get through the stuff but I be like

Ah man, it's complicated doin' everything on your own, man
Being responsible for everybody and yo' own man
And when you feel like everything is goin' wrong, man
I'm gon' stand 'cuz I am a grown man

Ah man, it's complicated doin' everything on your own, man
Being responsible for everybody and yo' own man
And when you feel like everything is goin' wrong, man
I'm gon' stand 'cuz I am a grown man

I try to keep my head up but I die to keep my bread up
And usually I'm fed up thinkin' everything's a set up
But I get up this stick out my chest and clutch on my nuts
And I get hit up with all kinda stress

And put up with the stuff trust me it's tough
But I maintain to climb through it all
And I still manage to be Lil' Wayne therefore I shine and I ball
And dawg, I live for today and hope and pray that there's a tomorrow

And I borrow confidence from out my heart when things get awful
And I'm walkin' on the edge stuck without a solution
And someway I still pick it out and shuffle to conclusion
And I don't need nobody so keep yo advice and just dom it

Cuz' y'all cats don't really no me, y'all just know 'bout me
So if my dawgs be on my side they keep me compile with spirit
And plus I know my fathers watchin' and my mother's the dearest
And I ain't never said they don't appreciate what I do
But just know if I wasn't a man I wouldn't make it through

Ah man, it's complicated doin' everything on your own, man
Being responsible for everybody and yo' own man
And when you feel like everything is goin' wrong, man
I'm gon' stand 'cuz I am a grown man

Ah man, it's complicated doin' everything on your own, man
Being responsible for everybody and yo' own man
And when you feel like everything is goin' wrong, man
I'm gon' stand 'cuz I am a grown man

Who would have known that this was somethin'
That didn't turn out so hectic
But I chose my own life so I gradually accept it
I'm influenced and effected by the way it became
And I don't play with them at all so I don't say its a game

And even though I grew up hard and I have gracefully change
I'm always street so I'll forever be facin' a change
And I'll keep this thing brutained on the waist of my pants
And I demand respect from all if not then I'm waistin' a man

And if I want it then I get and if I need it I have it
Take care of my family first plus the liquor and weed is a habit
And I'm so often I'm congratulated for the succeeded at last
But when they turn they back I just have Jesus leadin' my path

And I didn't ask for you to like me, I don't care if you hate me
But don't mistake me, no other man can never make me or break me
Now you faithfully inspired by the hood, tell I'm gone
And I dawg, I do believe I'm grown, so I'll be good on my own but I be like

Ah man, it's complicated doin' everything on your own, man
Being responsible for everybody and yo' own man
And when you feel like everything is goin' wrong, man
I'm gon' stand 'cuz I am a grown man

Ah man, it's complicated doin' everything on your own, man
Being responsible for everybody and yo' own man
And when you feel like everything is goin' wrong, man
I'm gon' stand 'cuz I am a grown man

Ah man, it's complicated doin' everything on your own, man
Being responsible for everybody and yo' own man
And when you feel like everything is goin' wrong, man
I'm gon' stand 'cuz I am a grown man

Believe dat

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Family Man - Lyrics - Hall &Amp; Oates

Title: Family Man
Artist: Hall &Amp; Oates
Composer(s): Rick Fenn, Mike Frye, Tim Cross, Mike Oldfield, Morris Pert, Maggie Reilly

Lyric:
She had sulky smile
She took her standard pose as she presented herself
She had sultry eyes
She made it perfectly plain that she was his for a price

But he said, "Leave me alone, I'm a family man
And my bark is much worse than my bite"
He said, "Leave me alone, I'm a family man
If you push me too far I just might"

She wore hurt surprise
As she rechecked her make-up to protect herself
Dropped her price and pride
She made it totally clear that she was his for a night

But he said, "Leave me alone, I'm a family man
And my bark is much worse than my bite"
He said, "Leave me alone, I'm a family man
If you push me too far I just might"

She gave him her look
It would have worked on any other man around
He looked her up and down
She knew he couldn't decide if he should hold his ground

But he said, "Leave me alone, I'm a family man
And my bark is much worse than my bite"
He said, "Leave me alone, I'm a family man
If you push me too far I just might"

She turned, tossed her head
Unlike her opening move, her final exit line
He waited much too long
But by the time he got his courage up she was gone

Then he screamed, "Leave me alone, I'm a family man
And my bark is much worse than my bite"
He said, "leave me alone, I'm a family man
But if you push me too far, I just might"

He said, "Leave me alone, I'm a family man
And I don't think I want him tonight"
Then he said, "Leave me alone, I'm a family man
If you push me too far I just might"

He said, "Leave me alone, I'm a family man
And my bark is much worse than my bite"
He said, "Leave me alone, I'm a family man
If you push me too far I just might"

He said, "Leave me alone, I'm a family man
Don't leave me alone 'cause I got to go home please"
He said, "Leave me alone, I'm a family man"

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Stuntman - Lyrics - Down for Life - D4l

Title: Stuntman
Album: Down for Life
Artist: D4l
Composer(s): Lefabian Williams, Adrian Parks, Barry Adams

Lyric:
I got money man, I got money man, stuntman
I got money man, I got money man, stuntman
I got money man, I got money man, stuntman
I got money man, I got money man, stuntman

I got money man, I got money man, stuntman
I got money man, I got money man, stuntman
I got money man, I got money man, stuntman
I got money man, I got money man, stuntman

*** I'm tha stuntman and I got dough man
Got so much, ice they call me tha ice man
Wanna talk pro man, somethin' you don't know man
*** I'm movin' bricks, long way from a 4 man

Used to be tha droe man, nawl I'on smoke man
Tryna see it big in tha stop to kick doors man
Stack fa da show man 20 grand, oh man
Even got my own gear wit stoney on tha clothes man

Sixes not four man, platinum not dough man
D4L big on tha all rose gold van
Haters don't understand, I'm not tryin' to be tha man
I wasn't born wit a silver spoon but *** I'm tha stunt man

I got money man, I got money man, stuntman
I got money man, I got money man, stuntman
I got money man, I got money man, stuntman
I got money man, I got money man, stuntman

I got money man, I got money man, stuntman
I got money man, I got money man, stuntman
I got money man, I got money man, stuntman
I got money man, I got money man, stuntman

Had real big dreams since I was young to be tha stuntman
2 kids and a wifey with anything I want man
How to be a superstar, how to drive the finest cars
Son ain't nun but seven years old and already got a car

[Incomprehensible] is good too, coped her a cellphone
Never turn on my crew, D4L we made it home
We stay in tha trap, tryna get that money up
So [Incomprehensible] gone stunt 'cuz he got mega bucks

I got money man, I got money man, stuntman
I got money man, I got money man, stuntman
I got money man, I got money man, stuntman
I got money man, I got money man, stuntman

I got money man, I got money man, stuntman
I got money man, I got money man, stuntman
I got money man, I got money man, stuntman
I got money man, I got money man, stuntman

I got money man, I got money man, stuntman
So, in tha club I'm throwin' money man
They try to stop me but stuntman gone still shine
And these diamonds in my necklace they gone still shine
Dem *** hate but this boy ridin' 26's

AC blowin' with tha crew pullin' plenty ***
Hang low but I'm still poppin' rubberbands
What's your name?
*** I'm tha stuntman

I got money man, I got money man, stuntman
I got money man, I got money man, stuntman
I got money man, I got money man, stuntman
I got money man, I got money man, stuntman

I got money man, I got money man, stuntman
I got money man, I got money man, stuntman
I got money man, I got money man, stuntman
I got money man, I got money man, stuntman

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D Rugs - Lyrics - Confessions Of Fire - Cam'Ron

Title: D Rugs
Album: Confessions Of Fire
Artist: Cam'Ron
Composer(s): Camron Giles, Darrell Branch, Curtis Mayfield, Leon Huff, Kenneth Gamble, Willie Hutch

Lyric:
This song is about young children
Who live in single family homes and
Their mother or father chooses their
Boyfriend or girlfriend over you. Remember
Parents, kids don't ask to be born. So I'm tell this
Story and it starts back in '88

Yo, this nigga named d-rugs
My moms dates him
Swear to God I hate him
If I could I would break him
When he comes around, her brain sizzles like a Steakum
Damn, can't jakes take him
She neglected me
Run around with this punk nigga recklessly
Had him in her tongue
Guess she was in ecstasy
For her love
Took the best of me
O-d'd excessively
That's her boyfriend
Or her toy friend see
Let me specify
The last man
Took the money
Left the guy
Desert dry
And gave it to d-rugs
He kept her high
Runnin around
He's a facial
Smelled like a fragrance
She sniffed it in her nasal
Beggin her to listen
I told her he ain't faithful
Fuckin wit Aunt Rachel
Ya'll so dumb
Makin me look disgraceful
He got a girl named Hazel
And another white one
But wit him
He ain't racial

I'm your mother
I'm your daddy
I'm that nigga
In the alley
I'm your doctor
When in need
I'm your Coke
I'm your Weed
You know me
I'm your friend
Your main boy
Thick and thin
I'm that monster in your dreams
For my love
You will feen

What the deal dun?
It's '91
Moms still strung
On this nigga d-rugs
His game's tight
Every night she tries to go pursue him
Then she screws him
But my man Un knew him
Schooled me to him
Said he got mad hoes
He used to pimp him
Said he can get you mad doe
What you mean?
He just ain't wit your mother
He's got other partners
He's a foreigner though
The cops don't like
Illegal alien
Can't even say his name on the phone
But you can get money with him
Then leave him alone
Or you'll be inside the new cuffs
Plus a news rush
Said some more about him
Then he introduced us
Took me to the block where everybody get him off
Showed me his clientele
Ever since--Hit it off
He was right
D-rugs got dumb freaks
Men and women love him
Got him 10 grand in one week

I'm your mother
I'm your daddy
I'm that nigga
In the alley
I'm your doctor
When in need
I'm your Coke
I'm your Weed
You know me
I'm your friend
Your main boy
Thick and thin
I'm that monster in your dreams
For my love
You will feen

Now it's 98
D-rugs, he payed me well
500 S-E-L
Got me land in A-T-L
It's all swell
Way before a felony
But now that we together
It seems that moms in jealous
Cause he wit me now
And everyone time I g him
But when it comes to her
She even pay to see him
Eh yo, money excites me
But my niggas on the block
They got shysty
Cause I'm wit d-rugs
They don't like me
Tried to snipe me
Right before the damn feds had indicted
And my mother
Her nostrils wide
Too much of d-rugs left her hospitalized
We both was arrested
Stars of the block
Her by cardiac
Me by the cops
But for my mother
Man there's nothin but love
But that's what we get--Fuckin wit Drugs

I'm your mother
I'm your daddy
I'm that nigga
In the alley
I'm your doctor
When in need
I'm your Coke
I'm your Weed
You know me
I'm your friend
Your main boy
Thick and thin
I'm that monster in your dreams
For my love
You will feen

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Grandpa Gametight - Lyrics - Murphy Lee

Title: Grandpa Gametight
Artist: Murphy Lee
Composer(s): Tohri Murphy Lee Harper, Jason Epperson

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Lyric:
Hey Ma, what ya need? What ya like?
You can get it from Granpa Gametight
She looks at me and she says
"I wanna go outside in the rain"

So, I took her, so, I took her
I packed all her bags, yes, I took her
I took me a drag then I took her

To be pacific, she in summin' fitted when I visit
Murphy why you gotta go? Oh, just so you can miss it
She like me for my huggin' and kissin' and how I listen
And how I talk wit precision, how I make my decisions

She like my Pimp Juice potion, my motion in the ocean
And how I keep you hot but the Johnson be frozen
How I treat you in the mornin', Mami you know how I be
Gotta job, not a hobby, so I'll walk you to the lobby

Can I at least see you later? Now you know I gotta party
People askin' who ordered, they just victims of me and 'Cardi
They ain't the same when they get out the hood
Man, I offer a fish sandwich and show 'em the goods

I kick fine lines, sometimes, got cool things to say like
?Fuck tomorrow what you doin' today??
Ah, you a baby hey, hey, compliments? okay
Anyway I'm Murphy Lee, you wanna play?

Hey Ma, what ya need? What ya like?
You can get it from Granpa Gametight
She looks at me and she says
"I wanna go outside in the rain"

So, I took her, so, I took her
I packed all her bags, yes, I took her
I took me a drag then I took her

I'm like a new deck of cards, dirt hard to deal wit
Can't live without me and I'm hard to live wit
My toilet don't take no shit
Plus, most women need Murphy Lee like a makeup kit

I'm too nice, my future read two wives
I'm too right wit two dykes in the mirror of a new bike
I'm so, da, da, da, da, da
That the women don't mind comin' out they drawers and bras

For the young brotha, the Young Dude, we young dudies
Yours truly, baby, you and Murphy Lee the Skoolie, homeboy
Still cool, movies in the jacuzzi
Eatin' French fries wit belly warmers and wives

See I try to do right but the women keep callin'
They like bill collectors, they won't stop callin'
St Louis, hello? I just wanna go outside

Hey Ma, what ya need? What ya like?
You can get it from Granpa Gametight
She looks at me and she says
"I wanna go outside in the rain"

So, I took her, so, I took her
I packed all her bags, yes, I took her
I took me a drag then I took her

Sometimes, I feel like I'm from Georgia
'Cause I got G A M E
I'm a pimp, that's fo' sho, then I Boom like Benny
I only seen a few but I've been through plenty
And that plenty don't believe that I'm 20

I got this lady 31, she be like, "Damn, he young"
Like Pamela, I deal wit her and her son
I'd be hittin' her and her blunt
And when it cost too much, I'd buy her friends and her lunch

See, I'm summin' like a playa man, summin' you know nuttin' about
Lost the words, man, nuttin' it ya mouth
My women like to say, "Down South"
Yes, Yes, I guess the Midwest would the middle of my chest

Love the attention that the ladies provide
I'm a Sagittarius that need a nice variety
I'm Bad Boy like Mike Lawrey, call the fireman
All my workin' ladies be in on Saturday

Hey Ma, what ya need? What ya like?
You can get it from Granpa Gametight
She looks at me and she says
"I wanna go outside in the rain"

So, I took her, so, I took her
I packed all her bags, yes, I took her
I took me a drag then I took her

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