Текст песни Lil` Cease - Girlfriend
Lil` Cease - Girlfriend слова песни
[Cease]Yo, you got some nerve hoeWhile Irv blowForm as LeoWatching the Roy Jones fight in the third rowChick like Cease, you the hottest I heard yoI`m like yeah right trickWish like words yoI spin around see my exI ain`t hurt thoughShe had to see my faceIce made my shirt blowWork hoeNo thong on with her skirt lowSkate with the eight but don`t take that bird yoCats gettin deals and I ain`t aggieI got Regis round the world and they ain`t KathieI got money and I ain`t happyChick bout to have a babyAnd I ain`t the daddyI used to get my dough dirtyNow I dough and slaughter with itIf you know a penny paid Then get it the harder wayI don`t know why rappers don`t give me giftsOn Father`s DayMy son get out of lineHe get it like Marvin GayeChorus [Kelly Price](So how can I)How can I love somebody else whenWhen I can`t (baby) love myself enough, you knowWhen it`s time (When it`s time)Time to let go Time to let go, time to let go[Cease]Yo, yoGirlfriend, why you lookin mad stressedWhen the last time you and your man had sexGimme that number and that addressIt come with something with easy access, I saidAre you shyless or are you guylessOr are you straight up posing toplessShe said[Meda Montana]Try this, my name`s IrisI`m from Cypress, half black and half Irish, uhI got a man, but he beats meDon`t know how to treat meIf you wanna get freaky, beep meYou like that?[Cease]Yeah, I like thatWhen I beeped her, she called me right backI layed my game down quite flatShe said she wearing white pants at the stationThrew on my white hat with no hesitationWhite Benz, white nadWhite on white racingThinking to myself She might be on the flight with MasonChorusEasily, security to Cease A LeeDon`t pat him down player, he`s with meI know, every girl in this clubWanna leave with meBut right nowOnly three with me, uhI went from eating on paper platesTo jeeps with paper platesSo a chick can, come before my paperchaseWanna hit the cellRoc make em wait If I ain`t make a millI can`t take a breakI like to vacate down in BermudaSip my coleurs while I`m headed down to HootersEverytime we scoop herThe chickens wanna tutorGirls wanna fight and Throwing ice from the coolerThis chick is a loserSmoke on niggas buddahDick ride on every niggas scooterSame shit she said about me She said about GuttaBut if it wasn`t for this rap shitI never would have knew herChorus to fade