VERSE 1
Yeah i swear a need another one
Sex good that's the reason why i love her son
I mean for real she my miss.smith and a nigga a'int talking bout will
All dam day fighting
Then all night piping
I don't know if she find this shit exciting
Shorty act way to trifling
But i like it
When them thighs in air
Tell me lies i don't care
Im so prepared
To handle when you switch gears
Plus a nigga gets his lies in
So it a'int surpriseing
Shorty put a check on my phone like Verizon
Too many affairs (a fair) that's why we on this roller coaster
And ey look i know the end is getting closer
But i know how to end them fights
With a box of magums and a cigarette to like like like like
HOOK
Do i make shit wrong, do I make it wrong
Do I make shit wrong, do I make it wrong
It's wrong it's wrong it's wrong, it's wrong
VERSE 2
Look why she always got an answer
I thought i had that bullock like Sandra
Until she cut up all my closes in the hamper
Type of shit a need a nigga need catch on camera
Wanna leave a nigga with a black eye fergie
So i act like an ass Eddie Murphy
Swear she don't deserve me
But when ever she serve me
She hop up on this dick and ride it like it's the derby
Fuck all night t'ill a nigga gasp up
Got her hitting bogeys like she trying get her masters
Ey and i think im good fella
Why i see through this ho soul like Cinderella
So constructed and pinned together
You bout talking about last forever
When you kill my endeavors
It a'int getting no better
But i know how to kill them problems
Maybe a little Jodeci and Hennessy will really solve em
HOOK
Do I make shit wrong , do I make it wrong
Do I make shit wrong , do I make it wrong
It's wrong it's wrong it's wrong, it's wrong
VERSE 3
Now lets get intimate
You look so sweet a nigga might need insulin
I wanna hit that intersection
Fast like the intersection
Cause your curves your hips got me thinking blessing
But your nerves your shit got me not interested
A verb a bitch got me getting arrested
But dam girl put on that lingerie
Cause you got an ass that would make devil pray god dam baby
Y'all messing again yea no maybe
I belive she love yea thats crazy
I been thinking about fits lately
Make me wanna switch ladies
Or be a freeman without miss dasiy
I been thinking about all her action
And how bring up all my pass shit
Cause she know she attacking my passion
I pray she got her helmet on when i decide to crash this
OUTRO
And I don't wanna fight no more
And I don't wanna fight no more
There's the door
You can leave
Let me be.....
Yeah i swear a need another one
Sex good that's the reason why i love her son
I mean for real she my miss.smith and a nigga a'int talking bout will
All dam day fighting
Then all night piping
I don't know if she find this shit exciting
Shorty act way to trifling
But i like it
When them thighs in air
Tell me lies i don't care
Im so prepared
To handle when you switch gears
Plus a nigga gets his lies in
So it a'int surpriseing
Shorty put a check on my phone like Verizon
Too many affairs (a fair) that's why we on this roller coaster
And ey look i know the end is getting closer
But i know how to end them fights
With a box of magums and a cigarette to like like like like
HOOK
Do i make shit wrong, do I make it wrong
Do I make shit wrong, do I make it wrong
It's wrong it's wrong it's wrong, it's wrong
VERSE 2
Look why she always got an answer
I thought i had that bullock like Sandra
Until she cut up all my closes in the hamper
Type of shit a need a nigga need catch on camera
Wanna leave a nigga with a black eye fergie
So i act like an ass Eddie Murphy
Swear she don't deserve me
But when ever she serve me
She hop up on this dick and ride it like it's the derby
Fuck all night t'ill a nigga gasp up
Got her hitting bogeys like she trying get her masters
Ey and i think im good fella
Why i see through this ho soul like Cinderella
So constructed and pinned together
You bout talking about last forever
When you kill my endeavors
It a'int getting no better
But i know how to kill them problems
Maybe a little Jodeci and Hennessy will really solve em
HOOK
Do I make shit wrong , do I make it wrong
Do I make shit wrong , do I make it wrong
It's wrong it's wrong it's wrong, it's wrong
VERSE 3
Now lets get intimate
You look so sweet a nigga might need insulin
I wanna hit that intersection
Fast like the intersection
Cause your curves your hips got me thinking blessing
But your nerves your shit got me not interested
A verb a bitch got me getting arrested
But dam girl put on that lingerie
Cause you got an ass that would make devil pray god dam baby
Y'all messing again yea no maybe
I belive she love yea thats crazy
I been thinking about fits lately
Make me wanna switch ladies
Or be a freeman without miss dasiy
I been thinking about all her action
And how bring up all my pass shit
Cause she know she attacking my passion
I pray she got her helmet on when i decide to crash this
OUTRO
And I don't wanna fight no more
And I don't wanna fight no more
There's the door
You can leave
Let me be.....
( Ahzzy )
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