Busta Rhymes
Busta Rhymes - She Will songtekst
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[Lil Wayne - Verse 1] I tell her "now goin pop that pussy for a real nigga I already know that life is deep but I still dig her Niggas is jealous but really I couldn't care less I'm in hell's kitchen with an apron and a hair net Devil on my shoulder, the lord as my witness So on my Libra scale, I'm weighing sins and forgiveness What goes around, comes around like a hula hoop Karma is a bitch? Well just make sure that bitch is beautiful Life on the edge, I'm dangling my feet I tried to pay attention but attention paid me Haters can't see me, nose bleed seats And today I went shopping and talk is still cheap I rock to the beat of my drumset I've been at the top for a while and I aint jump yet But I'm Ray Charles to the bullshit Now jump up on that dick and do a full split [Drake] She just started to pop it for a nigga And look back and tell me "baby, it's real" And I say I aint doubt you for a second I squeeze it and I can tell how it feel I wish we could take off and go anywhere but here baby you know the deal And she bad, so maybe she won't Uh, but shit than again maybe she will Yeah, Do it for the realest niggas in the f-ckin' game right now She will, yeah Do it for the realest niggas in the f-ckin' game right now She will, she will, she will Maybe for the money and the power and the fame right now She will, she will, she will Do it for the realest niggas in the f-ckin' game right now She will, she will, she will [Busta Rhymes] Go 'head shawty you can put it on me Smelling sweeter than the cleanest home lavender potpourri She eager just to be alone and do it all for me Mommy working like she tryna take all of this dough from me Yeah, I let her go and get her bread and think About how much she know she f-ckin with the realest nigga That's why I think she threw the p-ssy at me Til this funny nigga need to be an octopus to carry all this money She looked at me and said "lets get it cracking boo" I wanna f-ck you while you make this music I be dancing to Discreetly she imaginin' a nigga hurting it For niggling while regulating bitches she be workin' wit' The way I murder shit you should call a doctor or should call the cops F-ck a car, my helicopters in the parking lot Shut it, and while you hoping it could fit Do a somersault and land on that good dick [Drake] She just started to pop it for a nigga And look back and tell me "baby, it's real" And I say I aint doubt you for a second I squeeze it and I can tell how it feel I wish we could take off and go anywhere but here baby you know the deal And she bad, so maybe she won't Uh, but shit than again maybe she will Yeah, Do it for the realest niggas in the f-ckin' game right now She will, yeah Do it for the realest niggas in the f-ckin' game right now She will, she will, she will Maybe for the money and the power and the fame right now She will, she will, she will Do it for the realest niggas in the f-ckin' game right now She will, she will, she will [Lil Wayne] Yeah, I tell her "now go on, pop that p-ssy for me" Haters can't see me, but them bitches still looking for me And you could take that to the bank and deposit that Put your two cents in, and get a dollar back Some people hang you out to dry like a towel rack I'm all about "I" give the rest of the vowels back I like my girl thick, not just kinda fine Eat her til she cry, call that "wine and dine" Try to check me and I'mma have 'em checkin' pulses They say chose wisely, that's why I was chosen Rocking like asphalt, it's the cash fault Looked in the face of death and took it's mask off Now I like my house big and my grass soft I like my girl face South and her ass North But I'm Ray Charles to the bullshit Now hop up on my dick and do a full split! [Drake - Chorus]