K-Slick – Lie for Me Lyrics
(Verse 1)
I used to be picky about the picking the pen I want to right with,
Now I just write with anything I’m incited with,
I just let the words flow, I love freedom, open a cage and I let the birds
Go,
Cause I’m a thug I’m a … ain’t no love when I … black gloves know
I’m … nose snub pistol …
Cause I’m a thug I’m a menace, aint no love when I finish,
Black gloves know I’m hittin’, nose snub pistol grippin’
Bang Bang
Hey ma what u doin’ tonight,
You want to go for a cruise, take the keys you can drive,
Lean back, lean back, stick the heat out the ride,
You can clap put the strap if you feelin’ my vibe,
Cause I’m a G I need a girl who can keep up when we buss, cause me nuts
And it won’t really hurt she had some D cups
Or C cups, or B cups,
Or maybe even A’s if her ass was phat as Russel Simmons sneakers,
Man my speakers go off, and her seat belts come off,
Man her knees felt so soft, I might need help, oh gosh
Cause when I’m done with this bitch she ain’t able to walk,
I’ll have some fun with this bitch and she ain’t able to talk,
Girl all my niggas want to ride with ME
And all my bitches come inside with ME
I got too many hoes and too many niggas,
Got a room full of dro and a room full of liquor
I’m like hold up, hold up, hold up
I might throw up, throw up, throw up
In a parking lot pimpin’, in a car full of women,
Got my eyes on you even though my head spinin’,
Spittin’ game in your ear down to ride my ambition.

(Chorus x 2)
Baby girl come and ride with me,
And when the judge put you on the stand lie for me,
You bring your hoes and I’ll bring my niggas,
Got a room full of dro and a room full of liquor.

(Verse 2)
Check it ma I’m a pimp, I don’t pay for no shit,
But ill lay a foot of dick to be breaking ya hip,
And if you hold me down I might front a couple dollars,
Got a Spanish chick fetish eating spicy empanadas,
Hot as summer in the winter, got a hummer full of triggers,
And she flowin’ like a river and I’m rollin’ with my niggas,
Cause I’m too ill to have a regular bitch,
Got to be about that life stacking cheddar and shit,
Don’t wave me good bye, baby I need you,
You tell the truth and I’ll always be see through.
But you got to accept me, know I’m stuck in my ways,
Everybody know me, know a thug don’t change.
You know niggas drink, smoke they tote,
And I’ll poke a nigga throat if I even feel slightly provoked.
But you got to deal with my flaws to reap my rewards,
And my speech marijuan(a), so what you seek might be gone.
I’m like hold up hold up, hold up
I might throw up, throw up, throw up.
In a parking lot pimpin’, in a car full of women,
And I’m blown I’m blown,
Baby blowing up my phone,
And she checking Instagram to see if I was tagged,
In a photo with some hoes, disgusting as amber rose.
She be rustling through my clothes, and cussing when I’m home,
But I like that when she fight back, you know I’m freaky baby I might
Just bite back
Watch how quickly anger turns to passion, now we smashin’,
Tie her hands bend her over the bed and get to action…
(Watch how quickly anger turns to passion, now we smashin’)

(Chorus x 2)
Baby girl come and ride with me,
And when the judge put you on the stand lie for me,
You bring your hoes and I’ll bring my niggas,
Got a room full of dro and a room full of liquor.


(Adlibs/Outro)
You bring your hoes… I’ll bring my niggas
Yo K-9 Klick
Yo Eddie on the beat, you really came through with this one my nigga.
I’ll bring my niggas, room full of dro room full of liquor
Bring your hoes, I’ll bring my niggas, got a room full of dro and a room
Full of liquor
Hold up hold up hold up, I might throw up throw up throw up,
Word, word