Текст песни Too $hort - Lollypops
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Tell a nigga.. telephone, telegram; two-way that motherfuckerSomebody let him know.. tell that niggaHis bitch is out of pocket[Verse One]It was me and yo` broad, ridin in my `llacShe tried to climb on top of me and slide on my lapI said hold on baby, we almost to the spotWe gon` do somethin nasty, with all this lust you gotI fucked her on the floor then we got up in the bedWoke up in the mornin, can`t remember what we didLast night we was drunk, stinkin dirty motherfuckersStayed up all night, `til 7:30 can`t touch usWhen we down on the beach, in the sand in MiamiI done found me a freak, done got my hand in her pantiesShe was playin in the water, MAN she was wetSo I laid her on her back, I pulled her panties to the leftI told her.. naww baby, we ain`t do it too soonStraighten up your dress, let`s go up to my roomTell your man you was lost, ran into a bossThen I opened that ass up like a can of sauce[Chorus] We don`t like those lollypops Sucker ass niggaz don`t know how we rock They can`t even handle it When you tell the truth, they can`t stand a bitch We don`t like those lame marks that run the other way when the game starts Cause they don`t know what to do Don`t lie tell me why would I fuck with you[Verse Two]Stop hatin since we datin the same ladyDon`t hate the player, hate the game babyI like her style, she`s kinda wildAnd when we do it we don`t waste time goin outWe into it like the X-Rated flick with no plot, it`s so hotDon`t hesitate and don`t stop `til we on topShe got a dude - but what I gotta prove?Ain`t no need to creep, you know she`s a freakTake it all, `til the balls, disappear in her jawsThen she take off them drawers, let me hit them sugar wallsAnd when I`m done havin fun tryin to be a playerShe kiss my thang goodbye and say I`ll see you laterNow if you can`t take it mayne you need a good girlTake a ride around the town and try to look for herCause yo` wife`s a hoe, you might like to knowIf she see a big dick, she might go..[Chorus][Verse Three]I watched her eye, she witcha man, stop starinStop the lies, there`s no comparinYou wanna ride well let`s go; I got a magic carpet with voguesI`m nice to the ladies but I`m hard on the hoesAnd when you jump in my car bumpin "Freaky Tales"You told me pull it out, you wanna see it`s realI know your type girl, you ain`t fin` to waitThat`s how a pimp taste ridin on the interstateIt`s in your mouth, make you wanna scream and shoutYou can swallow or spit, when the cream comes out - bitch!Just don`t tell your manCause whores start wars when they know they canI understand, you really wanna do meDance to a slow jam, "Feelin` on Your Booty"And after tonight, when you kick it with a real oneAll them fake-ass niggaz you ain`t even gon` feel `em (hell nah)[Chorus]