Текст песни Money B f Clee, Numskull - Put Cha Thang On Me
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(Numskull, Money B & Clee)Is this my party or yours, my time or yoursMy drank or yours, my place or yoursCan you drive? Naw, I`ll driveI don`t lie, you lieI even tell the truth when I lieNow gimme some head, cause its the last timeYou`ll ever see a nigga like meI`m on some fuckin and fleeYou only hate cause you lovin to eatYou heard Tupac tape, and now you thuggin wit threeBankrupt, hoodrats, and now they lovin some me(Money B)Say bitch do me a favorGo get your boy a bat, and two shots of yay (alright)I`m thinkin you my flava, I`m bout to put you on my hipLet you vibrate my shit like a pagerThat ass is lookin majorDo you fuck on the first date?Well lets skate like Armor YagaThey say the best pussy is new pussyYou even true pussyI turned you into crew pussy(Clee)Now look at this bitch, she bout a eight or a nineBut a eight next to Clee, gon make her a dimeI just met the bitch, and she want me to make her mineBut I`m like bitch, grab a ticket, get a number, wait in lineAnd haters find me to be they worst nightmareCause I have they bitch cleanin house in they nightwareThey be like, where in the fuck is my bitch at?She proably blowin me back, while she blowin ya scratch(Chorus)Put Cha thang on meI`m tryna drink, fuck, nut and get upYou got your name on meI see you lookin right, but what yo cash lookin likePut cha thang on meYou say you wanna make it hot, well lets shake the spotYou got your name on meBitch we ain`t trippin on yaWe from Oakland, California!(Money B)I`m drinkin hard liqour, the results come quickerI got scratch bitch wikka wikkaI`m sick of you bousy hosI be fuckin wit them hoodrats and ????(make a bitch bust a nudey pose)Fuck that, you got the plush cat, whats that?Bend over, and lemme touch that(whats that?)A freckled face nutstascheMake em take they knee like a touchbackAnd grab a hold to my nutsack, and lemme bust that(Numskull)I`m proably the dopest nigga that the earth ever madeI`m fine, I`m long, got game, and I`m paidNigga I can pull a bitch in a mail man suitLeavin checks to checks, scopin in my steel toe bootsNow, watch what I tell ya, i`ma pull Lil KimCause she done got some shit fixedNow she holdin her tenFrom here, its fair game, fuckin everybodys bitchPayroll on mine, I ain`t turnin down shit(Clee)Well heres a little somethin about a nigga like CleeNigga been a playa since elementaryAnd I`ma stay a playa till the next centuryGot the ???sayin, wow bitch its CleeLet a bitch hit to me, I`m the one she wanna leave witI`ma have that bitch, playboy, please believe itWe run game on em, then we run trains on emIts even to the point when they put our names on em(Chorus)