| I’m a stop putting my thing up in ya bitch if ya don’t stop calling me
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| Every hour on the hour, motherfucker can’t ya tell ya bother me
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| I’m smoking, drinking, making ma pussy, not necessarily yours
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| So just leave me alone for a minute, I finna fuck with a few of these hores
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| I met this bitch, her name was Lucy
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| She’s a Twitter stalking, Facebook groupie
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| She loves dogs so I nicknamed her Poop
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| One day she wants me and the next day it’s Snoop
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| She keeps posting pics
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| Cause Lucy, she love to stroke them dicks
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| She got that «feel good"energy
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| And a whole lot of nasty memories
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| I never should have did, what I did with the bitch
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| Cause now, I can’t get rid of the bitch
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| She’s throwing up my phone sending texts and e-mails
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| All about her dreams of having sex with females
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| Come swapping in a threesome?
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| But that ain’t what I want, that’s what she wants
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| I keep telling her to leave me alone
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| Bitch won’t stop calling ma phone, bitch
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| I should have never fucked that freaky bitch
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| Now I be on some geeky shit
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| She keep calling, and calling
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| Man that bitch is a stalker
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| First I want my ass licked, then I need my toes licked
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| Soon as the bitch think she done she done I come up with some more shit
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| I can’t have a square bitch
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| No I need a rare bitch
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| No gag reflex, no ring, no marriage
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| I’m super, yeah I’m Superman, see me I need a Supergirl
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| Go super low and give a nigga some super felatio
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| And if I’m soft it’s her fault
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| It’s her job to get me hard
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| My dicks the bishop, it help a bitch find God
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| Church, Keep it rainin' on my hoes
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| And tailor shit on my back everywhere I go
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| That paper keep it flowing in
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| There she go again
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| Look bitch, you working my last nerves
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| I have to go to therapy, I can not longer fuck with you
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| What you and I had was a flash, shawty I’ve had enough of you
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| When you looking at her body you gon wanna up get with her because the bitch a
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| banger
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| Big swag, a social life, easily clickin' with strangers
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| Never really know her when you get to meet her cause she was so thick and you
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| thinking she was the bomb first
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| Ask what she do, she say she do promo for concerts
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| But she don’t wanna listen, gotta be at every party I’m at
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| Running and rubbing yo buddy all on the rack, why you all over a motherfucker
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| like that?
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| All these flaws make a nigga pause quicker words
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| Got the draws but now I’m feeling like I’m fucking with two other words
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| For the earch, got a but I can’t get out, so shoot me
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| Now the bitch all on the internet stalking me, that’s what I get for fucking
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| with a groupie
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| All I could do is smoke a Lucy
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| bitch, how does she know?
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| But all I know:
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| Betta be the binnest if you fucking with her, cause she could be a ho
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| Nah, let me put it in retrospect
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| Reminiscin' with shocka, go back up time and intercept yo sex
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| Now what you all in the my window with my two do' fo'?
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| Mama you get on my nerves, I thought you know I ain’t fucking you no' mo'
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| I know you miss this dick
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| I know you really miss it miss
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| You wanna hug it, wanna rub it, wanna kiss it
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| I know you miss this dick
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| I know you really miss it miss
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| You wanna hug it, wanna rub it, wanna kiss it
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| I know you miss this dick
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| I know you really miss it miss
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| You wanna hug it, wanna rub it, wanna kiss it |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I'm a Stop (feat. 50 Cent), artist - Too Short. Album song No Trespassing, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп