Nobody Does It Betta - Lyrics - Mint Condition

Title: Nobody Does It Betta
Artist: Mint Condition
Composer(s): Larry Waddell, Jeffrey Allen, Homer O'Dell, Williams Stokley, Keri Lewis, Ricky Kinchen

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Lyric:
I'm not the one who goes for my own pleasure
And then just brush you aside
I'm here to please and lead on your expectations
Ultimately satisfied

You trigger my affections
To mirror your sensations
And I promise you I'll do you so right
You know that

If you don't feel good, then I don't feel good
Don't you know I love you so crazy?
If you're not ticking, then I'm not tocking
Nobody does it better than me

Now that you've had a little taste of my flavor
You've found you've deeply touched my soul
See when you learn and understand each other
You get a simple unconditional flow

Nobody can stimulate
Excite the way
Blend the way you do
Girl I'm gonna gratify you

If you don't feel good, then I don't feel good
Don't you know I love you so crazy?
If you're not ticking, then I'm not tocking
Nobody does it better than me

If you don't feel good, then I don't feel good
Nobody does it better than me

We're like a weeble wobble and we don't fall down
Sugar, you excite me, you know you stimulate me
Our love will never fade you just see
We're like a weeble wobble and we don't fall down
Down, down, down, down

If you don't feel good, then I don't feel good
Don't you know I love you so crazy?
If you're not ticking, then I'm not tocking
Nobody does it better than me

If you don't feel good, then I don't feel good
Don't you know I love you so crazy?
If you're not ticking, then I'm not tocking
Nobody does it better than me

If you don't feel good, then I don't feel good
Don't you know I love you so crazy?
Don't you know I love you so crazy?
Don't you know I love you so crazy?
Nobody does it better than me

We're like a weeble wobble and we don't fall down
We're like a weeble wobble and we don't fall down
We're like a weeble wobble and we don't fall down
We're like a weeble wobble and we don't fall down
Down, down, down, down

You don't feel, then I don't feel good
If you not ticking, well then I'm not tocking
If you not into, then I got a bad tone
'Cause if you wait for a fucker, then I become a mother fuck

Don't you know I love you so crazy?
Don't you know I love you so crazy?
So crazy, nobody does it better than me

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Murder - Betta Watch Me - Lyrics - C

Title: Murder - Betta Watch Me
Artist: C
Composer(s): Jones Richard A Corey Miller

Lyric:
Wake up, wake up, wake up
Man I hit the set, and them bays be gettin' ghost
Huh, they spookin'
It's cool, fuck the day dog
Check this out

You betta watch me 'cause I'm doin' bad
'Cause I'm hurtin', I gotta get me
Now where the goods at Playboy give me that
And if them goods bad I'll make ya lean back

You betta watch me 'cause I'm doin' bad
'Cause I'm hurtin', I gotta get me
Now where the goods at Playboy give me that
And if them goods bad I'll make ya lean back

See my pockets on E-fall, I'm really tweekin'
I can't be sittin' up here hurtin' all weekend
I keep on fallin' off, at the worse times
And if I slip, it ain't my fault I'm gone reverse mine

My pain, I'm gone merge mines, 'cause I'm sick wit it
Now where them balla's at, I'm lookin' for the big ticket
10 minutes from losin' it, 1 day from lock up
The way I'm livin' sooner or later I'm gone be boxed up

Nobody trustin' me, they know I'm comin'
I hit the block and I swear, I see them cowards runnin'
Puttin' they stash up, even out they windows
Now why they trippin', I'm the exact opposite of five O

It's called survival of the fittest
I can't help it, cause I'm wit and you ain't wit
I come to get it, yeah I did it, I did that
I can't take that back, so beat yo feet black

Oh, y'all gone remember me, 'cause me ain't no joke
Me do what me does, 'cause ain't no being broke
I was raised in this, I ain't ask for this
I tried changin' my life and now it's back to this

Somebody pray for me, the Lord is testin' me
But them people they gone, have problems arrestin' me
Now my lungs hurtin', need that black vest
Man, I feel like jackin' one of these rappers

You betta watch me 'cause I'm doin' bad
'Cause I'm hurtin', I gotta get me
Now where the goods at Playboy give me that
And if them goods bad I'll make ya lean back

You betta watch me 'cause I'm doin' bad
'Cause I'm hurtin', I gotta get me
Now where the goods at Playboy give me that
And if them goods bad I'll make ya lean back

We'll score a team with the felon's
Where y'all did the misdameanors
Niggas my age was pushin' beamers
Niggas that sprayed was usin' Nina's

A.K's and S.K, ya chest cave
Ya neck shaved and ya waves turned to still water
Bullet on fire, wreck some money still daughters
Kill fathers, pop a seed in ya momma

This routine, you pussies start ya new thing
I'm from the city where everything crooked
When the right kind of money
Make the judge overlook it

And I'm skrewed up, I ain't talkin' Swisha House
For I learned to tie my shoes up, I was burnin' dudes up
My ward verse yo ward, put them 22's up
These 26's make ya, put them 22's up

This mac 9, it mean I ain't givin' you
But bullets in that shinny new truck
What ya know about fightin' for 5 days?
Hangin' niggas upside down, comin' at ya sideways
A crooked H is goin' 67 5 and I add them 3 quarters
For the ride plus I'm high

You betta watch me 'cause I'm doin' bad
'Cause I'm hurtin', I gotta get me
Now where the goods at Playboy give me that
And if them goods bad I'll make ya lean back

You betta watch me 'cause I'm doin' bad
'Cause I'm hurtin', I gotta get me
Now where the goods at Playboy give me that
And if them goods bad I'll make ya lean back

I got this world in the tip of my pistol, shining like crystal on my waist
Shadow ducking the barell, reflecting off in his face
He's below his lace, so my tape's no longer lead
Stomp in the expedition, my mission was made to speed

Blazing up the weed, tried my tint's and armored lint
Checking up on my schedule, for all the Benz I spent
Get the hustling broad, put the one out of socket
Having enough to catch life, in all four of my pockets

You understand, and click your hand late
It's time to cope for what you never ate
Guts and nuts on the dinner plate
Love is hate, kissing ass by wetting vocals
Hustling on the streets, when it's hotter than Akapolko

You betta watch me 'cause I'm doin' bad
'Cause I'm hurtin', I gotta get me
Now where the goods at Playboy give me that
And if them goods bad I'll make ya lean back

You betta watch me 'cause I'm doin' bad
'Cause I'm hurtin', I gotta get me
Now where the goods at Playboy give me that
And if them goods bad I'll make ya lean back

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N-Bone - World So Cruel - Lyrics - Flesh

Title: N-Bone - World So Cruel
Artist: Flesh
Composer(s): Kenneth Gamble, Bobby Jones, Damon Elliott, Bunny Sigler, Joey Simmons, Flesh-N-Bone Anthony Henderson

Lyric:
Here I come rollin' off with Mo Thugs
Trues humbly united gathering souls and bail
Livin' life daily, all tha way tha plan
Instead, I can't stand it feel I'm gonna self destruct
But I don't wanna go to hell

Vixin' tha body does it tell 'n explicit
For more 'n I seen ya vision
And let never fiendin' catch us and ah schemin'
We'll drink foe tha way yallz are breakin' me pan
We born to tha weed it would grow
Didn't know tha Bone'd grown some
Buckaz gon' keep it right just home
And searchin' wit they hustlin', same time see tha Bone

They done have a safe place foe my babies
Don't murda, brought up, so crazy get 'n tha cruel
World, all made up it like hades
Don't make Flesh break down, sign sight, my pine
I'd hide drug dealaz, I find my started
Try not to pine in my nine
I try to stay kind instead it plus pealin', pealin'

That splif, roll over that shove it
Find tha po po beatin', down ya doe and did it
To ya break and ya won't see tha busta faces
Here tha more, no more killin' each other for witches and shoes
Shit, it ain't nothin' to lose, we get ah drop in twos
Mo's Fools do nothin' and I tasts my turnin'
And passin' it out wit tha Layzie li'l Eazy, my mentor
Keep in, handin' over tha shoes, I go walkin' in
And baby had to go die bye bye wit tha cruel world take 'em sha

Why, why, why are we
Living in a world, world, world so cruel
Why, why, why are we
Living in a world, world, world so cruel

This Reverend from Heaven
Just makin' you feel 'bout these problems for Run
But neva go less, I'm fresh with flesh
Tha solution's begun, gotta get ya'll, hit ya'll
Wit yo fellaz makin' dollaz and cents
But tha fact that wak rappaz be jealous
Make this Reverend intense

I'm flippin', I'm scrippin', I'm rippen 'em down, they be burnin' my church
No lippin', I'm sippin', I'm tippin' my ground, gettin' first in my verse
Who got yo macho, shot yo kids, creepin' up on yo crew
It's kinda hot, ya'll got yo bids, boy, and that's how we do

What's tunnel, oh, mind it's soldiaz, I'm bought masterline at this line
These bookaz that welfare line and can forget that black on black crime
We livin' and driven and giving them love but what they do wit out heart
For takin' and breakin' and fakin' then jacks, boy, ya tear 'em apart
Just livin' in a world that's so so cruel, that's tha tape in yo deck
They take our money, rape our women, now come, give you respect

And I believe, a lot of us shouldn't even condemn these rappers
Because if nobody would have told me about God
The church folks would have been talkin' bad about me

Why, why, why are we
Living in a world, world, world so cruel
Why, why, why are we
Living in a world, world, world so cruel

Think 'bout tha in us too, me 1999 than what would we do
We breakin', it'll make a change, fool
Do somethin' knows quicker, it's all fake
Ya smoke tramps in our community flood
Wit a master plan to get rid of a sea me got crack

And all these diseases that make us immune
And ain't it ridiculous look at us strugglin', hustlin'
Gotta make ends meat to pay my bills
Gotta help ain't no grub on our grills
Stuffin' to ge to me fillin, thats only foe real, though
Still, people feel me, so many of yall now diamonds on tha rough
Sho' nuff, better know us when they get it, betta grip tight
Holdin' my brothaz, we're marchin' soldiaz and I told ya
And it showed deceivin', caught him on camera

Some coppaz got no love, they see a thug
Comin' up, steady peepin to sweeta
Foe see murd, they need go just
Wanna help tha weed trust
Don't even run to pull a gun and pop it

Tha blacker together mens, gather strong at last
Controllin' no mass, no more violence, gon' stop it
Grow up to be cloppaz and I'm proud
Be keepin' my Lord's warch and it's no
When you think it's sin, wanna live by tha sword
Gotta die ash, ash to dust
They turnin' that passin and not with tha less
Lil' Easy my mentor, king
Handin' over tha shoes, I go walkin' in
Fill us up on gag, betta pass with tha cruel world take 'em sha

Why, why, why are we
Living in a world, world, world so cruel
Why, why, why are we
Living in a world, world, world so cruel

Why, why, why are we
Living in a world, world, world so cruel
Why, why, why are we
Living in a world, world, world so cruel

Why, why, why are we
Living in a world, world, world so cruel
Why, why, why are we
Living in a world, world, world so cruel

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