| Stop handcuffing
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| Stop handcuffing
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| Fool, you’ve been talking thirty minutes but not saying nothing
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| Stop handcuffing
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| Stop handcuffing
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| Fool, you’ve been talking ‘bout a hour but not saying nothing
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| Have y’all ever seen a dude with his gal at the mall
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| And he settin' screens for her like they playing basketball?
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| You be tryna check her out but dude, he all in your dome
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| If you ain’t want nobody looking, you shoulda left her at home
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| Plus she wearing that little miniskirt in a public place
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| And her ass was smiling at me twice as hard as her face
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| Turned your back for a second, she still managed to beat ya
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| She got approached by two young playas, a dike and a preacher
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| Man, y’all know the main type of situation I love
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| Is when I see a fool with his woman holding hands at the club
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| I let it slide if it’s a nice club with class and no guns
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| But why the hell would you bring your girlfriend to 's?
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| C’mon dude, think about it, man, you asking for trouble
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| Somebody slipped a number to her and y’all got in a scuffle
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| Got your ass whooped behind her, she still got out of line
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| She was back in there the next week but by herself this time
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| See I like Polo with the logo, stretched across my chest
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| And a bitch upon my dick and sucking the creases out of my Guess
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| And she gon' suck me out of my stress
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| And she gon' fuck me out of my mess
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| And she gon' bring me all of my change back on a plane
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| In exchange for nothing less than some brains and a shot of sex
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| I feel like taking my fat ass dick and fucking the shit up out of her neck
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| Working a bitch out of her check if her trick got a connect
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| Hoe, you better be having what’s mine by the time I come to collect
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| You better respect unless your trifling ass is ready to undress
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| You acting like you ain’t a hoe, if so, I’m not impressed
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| This shit is real in the field and if you’ve never seen a meal
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| Then you sloppy and without me, bitch, you probably never will
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| It’s ill when you feel like I feel ‘bout a nothing-ass hoe that I be fucking
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| and you be handcuffing still
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| My bitches hit they hustle when it’s time to pay my bill
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| I’m a pimp and you a simp and all that other shit can chill
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| Stop handcuffing
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| Stop handcuffing
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| Fool, you’ve been talking thirty minutes but not saying nothing
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| Stop handcuffing
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| Stop handcuffing
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| Fool, you’ve been talking ‘bout a hour but not saying nothing
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| Patna, when you was riding the bus, we put that bitch in a Honda
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| And you’s the type of nigga if you got rich, you’d put that bitch in a Hummer
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| I met her through a homie that fucked her who was introduced to her by his
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| homie that fucked her at the Martin Luther King bus stop
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| Klondike Kat, use that hoe, pimp that hoe, she give me some licks
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| Went back home, sucked your dick, put you to sleep, she’s a bitch
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| I can’t believe some of the shit she tells your ass over the phone
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| How your bitch gon' explain them three weeks that she ain’t been home?
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| You supposed to mash that hoe, trash that hoe, set up a licks then take that
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| cash
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| You like that hoe, wanna wife that hoe
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| She know that so she takes you fast
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| You think she’s sweet so you call her a peach
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| But she’s got fifteen different niggas' nuts smeared on her seats
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| But that’s what you get when you fall in love and handcuff these scandalous
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| witches
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| I amaze these niggas, I take these high class hoes and get my pay
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| Vice grip your hoe but you still can’t keep Klondike Kat’s game away
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| I knew she was a hoe when I met her, had to get her, yeah
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| I woulda fucked if she ain’t had that bitch ass nigga with her
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| Walking around, holding her hand like he a babysitter
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| But he gon' lose that bitch today if he ain’t handling his business
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| Next time he see her, she’ll be kicking her heels off
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| In a road runner walking up and down Hillcroft
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| Only time you see me with her when she breaking the bills off
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| Or you might catch her a little after 3 at 's parking lot
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| Nigga really didn’t know he was sitting on a gold mine
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| It hits my big pimping but tricking the whole time
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| Paying rent, car notes and shit, doing hair
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| Help take care another nigga kids that’s supposed to be playa
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| Bitch keep her legs in the air and I keep her on the strip
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| Instead of giving that pussy away for rides and shit
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| Why the hell you gon' fuck the whole block for free
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| When you can charge the motherfuckers and give the money to me?
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| Stop handcuffing
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| Stop handcuffing
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| Fool, you’ve been talking thirty minutes but not saying nothing
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| Stop handcuffing
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| Stop handcuffing
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| Fool, you’ve been talking ‘bout a hour but not saying nothing |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hand Cuffin’ , by - K Rino. Song from the album Worst Rapper Alive, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп