| Man, Soopafly, how you feel about these bitches?
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| (Fuck 'em)
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| You know what I’m saying… But the pussy is good
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| (Yeah, it is nice)
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| Heh heh heh
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| I said — I said — I said it might sound crazy but I’m so in love with you
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| I said it might sound crazy but I’m so in love with you
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| Daz, I’m glad you broke up with that bitch
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| Yeah, I know what time it is
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| You in love with me?!
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| Yeah baby, I’m in love with you
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| Check it out, baby
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| What’s up?
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| I’m about clockin' dollars…
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| Hey, give me some
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| Handlin' my business and (hey, nigga) kickin' hoes to the curb
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| (break that bitch) after I get my thang and that’s right
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| I know that’s right, right, right, right
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| Woke up one bright morning out some bomb ass cock
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| Feelin' like the man as I shake the spot
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| Freaked the girl named Tameka, made my bass thump deeper
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| My girl huntin' me down, paged a nigga on my beeper
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| As I continue to adjust the amps and bust the speaker
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| My girl paged again, and again, and again
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| As I’m diggin' out her mother’s best friend
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| Askin' 'bout my kids, say they gettin' big
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| As we moan and dig
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| Fucked another — she was kinda thick but kinda slim
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| Freaky little thang named Kim
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| Askin' when we gon' engage in bomb sex again
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| I’m askin' her «when you gon' give me bomb head again?»
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| I mean she took me to her house
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| Worked a nigga straight, turned him out
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| Wanna know the freaky thangs that you talk about
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| I really wanna make it rough, make it soft, no doubt
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| If you wanna fuck, then we can turn it out
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| You in love
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| (Baby, I want you to fuck my homegirl
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| Baby, you like the way I suck your dick, don’t you
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| OOoohhh, you love the way I lick your balls)
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| Told Miss Harris it was too late to stop and too late to quit
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| I was lovin' that pussy while she was lovin' this dick
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| I was shovin' it in her while she was yellin' don’t quit
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| I was diggin' her out, while I was suckin' her tits
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| She said — «Let's have a freaky, freaky, freaky type experience
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| That’s very diff-er-ent, that’s so magnificent»
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| She had a bad bad bitch named Spearamint
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| Thought she was the gum the way the bitch hummed
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| Let’s get freaky tonight, let’s get rolled
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| Let’s get high as a kite, ya know
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| Baby gave a show, true indeed, the way she ate a niggas dick
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| I knew she was a pro, I knew she was a pro
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| I had a young tender that I’ll always remember
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| Named Dana, needed dick just to tame her
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| Every two months. |
| I’d telephone her ringer, just to bone
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| To come over at night when her man ain’t home
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| I keep the weed just to keep her stoned, huh
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| And I’d fuck and be out 'fore dawn, huh
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| I gotta page from another homegirl named Shy
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| Baby loved to lick her tongue, holla, holla, an' give me some
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| Daz make a bitch cum like never before
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| Do it fast, do it slow — fuck me like you want it
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| Hittin' every little organ by her stomach
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| Stop back up, bitch who the fuck keep you cummin'…
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| And you know, sometimes the pussy still be callin' my name
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| And the pussy be like — («Ooo Daz, keep me cummin'»)
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| And I respond to the pussy like — «What's happenin'»
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| And you know Too $hort that’s some real player shit
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| Nigga Daz is a real player
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| It’s all the way hot
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| $hort Dog’s in the house
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| Shit
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| Oh, you know I know these hoes
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| And you know that
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| I can’t fuck with you, I need a bitch like Tracy
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| Got a good job, when she walks in the place, she —
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| Gets respect with them big-ass tits
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| She ain’t no first date dick suckin' tramp ass bitch
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| I pick the winners, never get the wrong ones
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| Check me right now, I got a pocket full of phone numbers
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| She said «You wanna be a player all yo' life?
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| You’ll never get a woman you can call your wife»
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| You see, Tracy got it going on, see her try to get wit' me
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| Her sister got my beeper number, keeps on hittin' me
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| Think I fucked her twice, long time ago
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| But now I like Tracy and she won’t let go
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| I know a trick ass nigga might think it’s scary
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| Will it come back on him if he gets married
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| I don’t give a fuck about bitches in the past
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| Cause if I put it down, I’ma make the shit last
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| And get the cash, bitches always talkin' that love shit
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| No, it ain’t happ’nin', tell me what’s up bitch
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| Actin' like Michelle when I told her I missed her |
| She said I love you right after I kissed her
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| What she wanna say that for? |
| — Not today
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| Niggas like us, you know we stuck in our ways
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| Ask Lisa or her niece huh, I never pay 'em money
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| Had a little freak by the name of Laid Lonnie
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| I live by the game, that’s what I’m all about
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| The bitch started trippin' so we had to fall out
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| Think I’m supposed to pay, cause I got ends
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| I said «Fuck you bitch, and all your friends»
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| That’s an everyday scenario, now here you go
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| Tryin' to be good to me, I can’t feel it though
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| My old school tramp sucked a damn good dick
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| I tried to turn the bitch out, she couldn’t handle it
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| Trick beotch!
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| C’mon, trick beotch
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| Trick beotch!
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| Trick beotch
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| Now you done fucked me
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| You done fucked Too $hort
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| Done fucked my cousin
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| Done fucked Nate
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| Shit, huh, just done fucked everybody
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| It might sound crazy
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| Just leave a personalized message for me
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| Were you talking to me? |
| Do you be thinkin' 'bout me, huh?
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| Baby. |
| Do you be thinkin' 'bout me?
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| Shit, how this bitch gon' call me, Soopafly
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| And she just sucked a homeboy’s dick
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| Bitch |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song It Might Sound Crazy , by - Daz Dillinger. Song from the album Who Ride Wit Us Vol 1, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп