Mase

Mase - Another Story To Tell lyrics

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Yo  since I been in this game  yo
 Alot of funny shit that happend with these hoes  man
 And this shit I'm 'bout to tell you Myse
 Is a true story  Puff know the bitch  Uh  Yo

 [Mase]
 You know I don't wanna come across foul
 I'm only telling you about my lifestyle
 I had a girl named Kate I date in Georgia State
 Girl named Samantha I met in Clark  Atlanta
 I even knew these girls named Laura and Yvette
 Switched up giving me head in Georgia Tech
 Now flip the script, mess with girls that strip
 Give 'em tips just so I can feel I'm they "his"
 They like, Mase I like your eyes and I love your lips
 I'm like, that ain't enough to make you sit in the six
 She said Mase, lot of things I wanna teach you 'bout
 If I tell you my past, it'll freak you out
 Save your dough, you know I wanna treat you out
 Fuck sucking your dick, I wanna eat you out
 I'm like whoa now, slow down
 You remind of these young chickens I knew from uptown
 Got a butt like this girl that worked in Motown
 So if we ain't gonna fuck then where we go now
 I don't move too fast, you move too slow
 You wasn't saying this just a moment ago
 You was sitting at the bar just spending my dough
 You owe me something bitch, you gon' blow me or something
 She said this thing you need to know before we fuck
 I ain't like all these other sluts
 And if I told you I was a virgin you wouldn't believe me
 I know getting pussy for you is easy
 You hit every bitch from Antee to a Tuskeegee
 Plus you know I know your girlfriend KiKi
 And for a moment honey tried to freak me
 But being the man I am I'm still in pimp mode
 Could tell she was Harlem 'cause I seen her zip code
 And then she started showing me pictures of Flipmode
 So I'm with my man and you know we gon' discuss her
 All I could hear is him sayin', don't trust her
 You know her lil' cousin fuck with Usher
 Plus her best friend got a baby from Busta
 So I layed back and peeped the ho'
 It's her word against his, I can't believe the ho'
 Yo, I only knew this girl from a weekend ago
 And I figure she a freak, Cease would know
 So I called up my nigga, I'm like Cease what up (what up)
 Is she a freak, nigga?
 Cease been fucked, but Cease admitted
 Yo, that he ain't even hit it, now y'all I really don't get it
 And she tried to play Mike like he's some nigga in a Civic
 And sucked Puff dick for some Budweiser tickets

 Yo, you believe this bitch, yo?
 She sucked his dick for some Budweiser tick..
 That bitch gonna give me my shit B, word up (Section 622)
 I'm not even fucking playing
 I bet you she give me my watch back though, I bet that (Row 40)
 And all my fucking ice better be in it, too
 (Seat A, Seat B, enjoy the show)
 Matter of fact, I want my fucking couch out that shit B
 Word up, tell your sis get my fucking couch B
 I ain't fucking playing
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Bad Boy Records (5)

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Released in: 1999

Language: English

Appearing on: Double Up (1999)

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