Afroman

There`s a Price to Pay

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541 3 часа назад

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[CHORUS]yeah... there`s a price to pay for the girls you laylife`s gonna hang you a bill one daybefore your freedom or your life get tookget a girl, a wife or a playboy bookone more time[CHORUS]sitting at a red lighttrying to get my head rightthis girl pass with a monster-assmentally distractedI meant us to reactedmy penis` expandingher number I demandedthe questions I asked her were nice and discretebut now she`s in my passenger seatturn on the beatwent to my castlefucked without a hassleoh, it felt great in her assholeshe was sexy seductiveher name was MorganI loved the way she sucked my reproductive organI road it and road itfinally unloaded (uhh)went to the bathroom because I couldn`t hold itoh I looked down and I was trippin`because I`d seen blood drippin`off the tip of my penisit don`t take a geniusto think that`s she`s a virginscrubbed my dick with detergentI`m in the mix, if you know what I meancuz the girl`s only sixteenyour nipples are hardyour bootie`s softbut cutie I need to drop you offpassed my keys smashed ‘em down the streettrying to get rid of the brabut her mama standing in the front yardlookin` at me weird cuz I`m gangsta gearedI looked kinda old with a fro and a beardshe looked at me if I was SatanI smashed off... [??]turned the shit up had the bass go whoppingstressing like a mothafucker going back to Comptonturned down the street and I was skatin` homeySheriff department straight waiting on mewe just need to ask a few questions homeywhy the fuck you putting these handcuffs on me?got to the station, now they tellin` methat shit I did was a felonymaybe you can release your rap tapewhen you through doing time statutorial rape[CHORUS]BuccccooocPadapapayaa..Met this girl named KI`m working at M&Mshe was nice and slimshe got a man but she don`t talk to himyou don`t let her tell itsniff that pussy you can probably smell itanyway she got a baby, offcourse, offcourseher and her man is going through a divorcewe kept talkin` so good so farwe started walkin` back to my carfired up the engine went to my housepulled down my pants, started cheatin` on my spousewith the slow tempo, I fucked blah, but she`s a nimfobitch likes it fast and hard oh my god this girl is oddlost my vision as I shot my wadpulled on my pants, cocked up my [get?]I gotta get rid of this hood ratcuz she`s callin` another man on my telephoneit`s time for this bitch to take her ass homeafter ejaculation, took the bitch home with no conversationno more Luther or [?]I pulled out my all-white too short tapeI`m playin` and the shit still hitIma make the bitch walk if she talks some shitgot to her house banged on the curvethrew my head back fired up some herbshe asked me do you wanna come inI said wait a minute womanwho do you live withshe said I`m single, I don`t play that shitI don`t lie I tell every guyyou gotta call me first before you come byI said alrightput my car in parkedthen I walked insideI hit the alarm for my `83 caddyshe was yippin` and yappin`about her baby daddytalkin` with her who`d she pitched?she called her baby-daddy a lil` old bitchtalkin` shit loud and fastbitch talking but she kicked his asssaid she sucked it, like a lil` old hoewe was disturbed by a knock on the doordamn who`s that where`s my [get?]I hope I don`t die fucking with this hood-ratI`m trying to be one of those Palmdale playasbut now I`m caught in some chaosbut now I`m caught in some chaosbut now I`m caught..hey anyway manthe TV and the radio was playin`I couldn`t quite figure out what they was sayingthey voices started escalatingand I`m sitting on the couch debatingshould I stay? should I leave?should I grab this bitch by her fucking weavessuck her in the eye bitch don`t lieyou knew your baby-daddy was fixing to come byand you invited me innow look at the shape I`m inmy palms are sweatymy muscles was tensestood up fool I couldn`t take the suspenseI walked to the door kinda nervousIm not ready for a funeral serviceopened the door, comic coolI got eye contact with the foolshe talked about hI`m as if he was smallcome to find out he`s like seven feet tallI spoke he spokehe gave me a pow with his handI walked right past the manjumped in my `83 Cadillacdrove down the street then I never came backwent to the house grabbed the mic and started rappin`about the [?] that could`ve happened[CHORUS]bucooc!Padapapayaa... [fade out]

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