Текст песни Apache f Collie Weed, Milo - Hey Girl
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[Chorus: Collie Weed]Hey girl, all-on me girlWhy you wan` trouble me girlHey girl, all-on me girlWhy you wan` trouble me girl[Apache]Hey girl it`s me Apache, how soon we forgetAs long as I have a face, you`ll have a place to sitWhat do you want or better yet what do you need hoLinks or minks, a ride, or more dough (no)Everytime I see you your hand`s out, you`re bumminClaimin to be a woman, I hate to see her cominWe could`ve had it all if you just chilledThat`s you with your sidewalls and you talkin the dollar billStop gamin, girl I don`t hate yaYou slack in your mack game, you wicked by natureSo get sweet, slick and slide for the next manYou might catch a backhand, cause I know your gameplanGrab a cab, be on your way, that should start yaI like your entrance, let me see your departureHurry up, get away, move on the double GWhy the fuck you wanna trouble me?[Chorus] - repeat 2X[Collie Weed`s patoid - best guess]Dem a ho until mi end, ta me inna endTell ya {?} to go, now ya fierce pussy claatPLEASE, sexy {?} come walk wit meGimme likkle love an` make me feel irieMake me {?} shake like the mango treeRight here on da grass, right next to meOHH OHH, I`m lone-lyyyI wan` this young lady here just to `old meBECAUSE, me is a {?} suit ya lovely fineMi need a gal who can give me likkle timeYours are yours and, mine are mineDem a ho, I know de one Milo DonDem a ho, I know de one Collie WeedDem a {?} W-A-I-S-E, L-I-N-GGimme likkle L-O-V-I-N-GAn` me Collie Weed, that`s all I needNo get up inna temple cause I ask her to pleadIyyah {?}, {?}I watch out de love cause it`s me for meNot for mi lovesick, not de moneyWatch out gal, what me tight-ahh[Collie Weed singing]I want some lovin, and dat`s de way I`m feeelin-ahStop alla-de nonsense, I have no vindictive feeelin-ahI want you to squeeze me, my sugar pie big baaty dumpling-ahCome a likkle closer, I hafta tell you a likkle somet`ing[Milo]Eeny, meenie, mynie, moeWho be the next ho to fuck with the ho proWhen I met you I was backed up, stopped upI said come sit on my lap, let`s see what pops upTook the bait, asked if we could go to a hotelTook you to the crib, did you on the DLGave up the pussy, I took it, rocked itEverytime I turn around you got your hands in my pocketBut I ain`t checkin for ya, your game`s too slowI`m too tall for that so bitch act like you knowAlso, you`re on the flip tipThis friendship, could end wit`cha leavin with a broke hipFind another brother and run the same lame gameI forgot your name, so I can`t complainHurry up, get away, move on the double GWhy the fuck you wanna trouble me?(Why you wan` trouble me girl?)[Chorus] - repeat 2X[over Chorus] This is something for the people{*Collie Weed`s "Hey" echoes repeatedly*}[at the end] Why you wan` trouble me girl?