Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Girlfriend, artist - Remedy. Album song The Genuine Article, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 13.06.2005
Record label: Code Red
Song language: English
Girlfriend |
| I got into another fuckin fight with my nigga today |
| See what I’m sayin? |
| Niggas ain’t shit |
| Especially them project niggas |
| For real, peep those niggas right there |
| What you mean? |
| That nigga right there, that six foot night right there |
| Tossin his fuckin nines like he’s the Don |
| Nah, nah, nah, shorty right there |
| Girlfriend, what you did was wrong |
| Baby my love is still strong |
| On some King Kong ding-dong |
| Never celebate, never souflan |
| Poppi kin, poppi wardrobe king |
| Suck her G-spot, and you know she so hot |
| She said she love me a lot |
| Remedy, she told me she drop |
| Fuck her so hard, all outdoors |
| Pussy is mines and plus yours |
| Didn’t mean to turnin em out, turnin em on |
| Stetched out in front the next girl house |
| BB dick out, Remedy, slash Cappadon' |
| Slash pardon me for turnin you on |
| Turnin you on |
| Girlfriend |
| BB conduct, BB conduct, BB conduct |
| Didn’t mean to turn you on |
| BB conduct, BB conduct, BB conduct |
| Check that yo, fuck what he thinks |
| You know the pussy bleeds and stinks |
| Buy ya tranked out, blanked out, all crazy in pink |
| I seen the pussy kill the best of men and take down kings |
| Fuck material things, fuck ya phat diamonds rings |
| Men do lifetime bids for this, 2 lips hit the clitoris |
| Inconspicous, hit with Syphilis, ridiculous |
| One gash, came between the man and the stash |
| Half his cash, sucker for love ass |
| Souflan, no doubt, was never in the plan |
| Ball-and-chain, pussywhipped man can’t understand |
| It’s like the Cappadon said |
| MCF means you thinkin with ya head |
| If you thinkin with ya dick son, ya might get sick |
| Cuz when it comes to the piece son, ain’t shit for free |
| Either pay for every piece of it or start a family |
| Now all rise and eyes on the prize of this song |
| And if I did I never meant the girl to turn you on |
| Sellin ya gold, sellin ya soul |
| You crossed out, and crossed over |
| Gold digga and Hilfiger, booster and strippa |
| Flip on a nigga too quicka |
| Projects, is what I deal wit |
| Cold-hearted chicks catch on fast |
| Twist they ass, take more cash, and more crack |
| Tishy on the block, like bitches never do that |
| I protect females that fuck me on the first night |
| Bitin my spray nozzel, see Goines |
| Turnin y’all ladies, off and on, popcorn |
| Freddy Kruger, thoughts of how I’m gon' do ya |
| Ya mind all screwed up, BB conduct |
| All of y’all girls are outta luck |
| Takin too long, givin ya shit up |
| BB conduct, BB conduct, BB conduct, BB conduct |
| Chorus to fade w/ variations |
| Turn you on. |