Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Another Story to Tell, artist - Mase.
Date of issue: 31.12.2012
Song language: English
Another Story to Tell |
Yo, since I been in this game, yo Alot of funny shit that happend with these hoes, man |
And this shit I’m 'bout to tell you Myse |
Is a true story, Puff know the bitch, Uh, Yo You know I don’t wanna come across foul |
I’m only telling you about my lifestyle |
I had a girl named Kate I date in Georgia State |
Girl named Samantha I met in Clark, Atlanta |
I even knew these girls named Laura and Yvette |
Switched up giving me head in Georgia Tech |
Now flip the script, mess with girls that strip |
Give 'em tips just so I can feel I’m they his |
They like, Mase I like your eyes and I love your lips |
I’m like, that ain’t enough to make you sit in the six |
She said Mase, lot of things I wanna teach you 'bout |
If I tell you my past, it’ll freak you out |
Save your dough, you know I wanna treat you out |
Fuck sucking your dick, I wanna eat you out |
I’m like whoa now, slow down |
You remind of these young chickens I knew from uptown |
Got a butt like this girl that worked in Motown |
So if we ain’t gonna fuck then where we go now |
I don’t move too fast, you move too slow |
You wasn’t saying this just a moment ago |
You was sitting at the bar just spending my dough |
You owe me something bitch, you gon’blow me or something |
She said this thing you need to know before we fuck |
I ain’t like all these other sluts |
And if I told you I was a virgin you wouldn’t believe me I know getting pussy for you is easy |
You hit every bitch from Antee to a Tuskeegee |
Plus you know I know your girlfriend KiKi |
And for a moment honey tried to freak me But being the man I am I’m still in pimp mode |
Could tell she was Harlem 'cause I seen her zip code |
And then she started showing me pictures of Flipmode |
So I’m with my man and you know we gon’discuss her |
All I could hear is him sayin', don’t trust her |
You know her lil’cousin fuck with Usher |
Plus her best friend got a baby from Busta |
So I layed back and peeped the ho' |
It’s her word against his, I can’t believe the ho' |
Yo, I only knew this girl from a weekend ago |
And I figure she a freak, Cease would know |
So I called up my nigga, I’m like Cease what up (what up) |
Is she a freak, nigga? |
Cease been fucked, but Cease admitted |
Yo, that he ain’t even hit it, now y’all I really don’t get it And she tried to play Mike like he’s some nigga in a Civic |
And sucked Puff dick for some Budweiser tickets |
Yo, you believe this bitch, yo? |
She sucked his dick for some Budweiser tick. |
That bitch gonna give me my shit B, word up (Section 622) |
I’m not even fucking playing |
I bet you she give me my watch back though, I bet that (Row 40) |
And all my fucking ice better be in it, too |
(Seat A, Seat B, enjoy the show) |
Matter of fact, I want my fucking couch out that shit B Word up, tell your sis get my fucking couch B I ain’t fucking playing |