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Too Short - Keep Fuckin' Me lyrics
Yeah bitch you know how real players do this shit, beitch! [Too $hort] Man look at her, baby look good The way she dancin, maybe I should step up to her, and run this game I wanna FUCK - I don't wanna know her name I play the role though, act like I'm interested By the end of the night, she done been molested And she loves it, that's how I do it You tried to get with her too but you blew it I told her I ain't had no woman, I got three And you ain't leavin this club without me cause I'll be - your breakfast in the mornin See the sun rise while you're nake and you're moanin And when I get up, talkin like a pimp That's when reality, starts to sink in You want me to fuck yo' pussy 'til it hurts And I wanna put yo' fine ass to work, bitch [Chorus] Bitches always tellin me you're a player (a real player) I don't care about these other hoes Just keep fuckin me (keep it up in you, way up) [Too $hort] I can look in yo' eyes and see I got you You so fine girl I had to knock you We left the bar, we in the car I'm treatin this bitch like a movie star It's all game, I just wanna hit it quick Try to turn a bitch out so I can hit a lick And it's a trip, she's such a good bitch Mama told you bout niggaz that look slick You knew about the hoes when you met me I'll add you to my stable if you let me So you can get me, what I need so quickly I want G's bitch, about a hundred fifty All these hoes, know my style I'll put you to work but don't go too wild Cause we'll get this cash, just take our time Choose or leave, you better make up yo' mind [Chorus] Bitches always tellin me (what dem hoes say?) you're a player (that's right, I'm a fuckin player bitch) I don't care about these other hoes (na nah) Just keep fuckin me [Too $hort] You said put it all up in you, keep on fuckin you Knew what time it was and I knew just what to do Bitch I get at you, have you stuck like a statue Use nothin but words and I have you I give a fuck if you think I'm too rich I ain't gon' cash you out like these new tricks She wanna eat, drink and fuck good That won't make you get my cash, but what would? If I turned you on to this player life Quit fuckin rich niggaz tryin to be a wife I can show you how to put this game to work Don't do it, unless you put some change in yo' purse Bitch you know whassup wit me I'm from the O, I roll in luxury I mack broads, and smoke big buds of weed Can't be a ho when you always fuck for free, beitch! [Chorus] Bitches always tellin me (tellin you what?) you're a player (.. that ain't no lie) I don't care about these other hoes Just keep fuckin me (just keep gettin that cash girl) Bitches always tellin me.. you're a player I don't care about these other hoes; just keep fuckin me |
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