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Download clean vinyl LP CD mp3 free audio song by Missy Elliott and this music is titled “Lose Control ft. Ciara & Fat Man Scoop”.

Actually this amazing music is popped out of an album which is titled ‘The Cookbook’ and it was released in the year 2005.

 

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Music make you lose control

Music make you lose control

Let’s go, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Here we go now, here we go now

Here we go now, here we go now

Watch out now

(Music make you lose control)

Misdemeanor’s in da house

Ciara’ s in da house

Misdemeanor’ s in tha house

Fat Man scoop man scoop man scoop

I’ve got a cute face

Chubby waist

Thick legs in shape

Rump shakinG both ways

Make you do a double take

Planet rocka show stoppa

Flo proppa head knocka

Beat styla tail droppa

Do ma thang muthafuckas

Ma rose Royce Lamborghini

Blue Madina always beaming

Ragtop chrome pipes

Blue lights outta sight

Know me sow it in

Set it in sow it in

Make dat money tho it in

Booty bouncing gon hit

Everybody here

Get it outta control

Get yo backs off tha wall

‘Cuz Misdemeanor said so

Everybody

(Step, step)

Everybody

Everybody

(Step, step)

Everybody

Well ma name is Ciara

For all you fly fellas

No one can do it better

She’ll sing on acapella

Boy the music

Makes me lose control

We gone make you lose control

And let it go fo you know

You gon hit tha flo

I rock to the beat till I’m

(Tired)

Walk in da club it’s

(Fiya)

Get it crunked and wired

Wave ya hands scream

(Louda)

If you smoke den fiya it up

Bring da roof down den

(Holla)

If you tipsy stand up

DJ turn it

(Louda)

Take somebody by da waist den

Now tho it in dey face like

Hypnotic, robotic

This here will rock yo bodies

Take somebody by da waist den

Now tho it in dey face like

Systematic, histatic

This hit be automatic

Work wait

Work, work, work wait

Work, work, work wait

Work, work, work wait

Do it right

Hit tha floor, hit tha floor

Hit tha floor, hit tha floor

Hit tha floor, hit tha floor

Hit tha floor

Everybody here

Get it outta control

Get yo backs off tha wall

Cuz Misdemeanor said so

Everybody

(Step, step)

Everybody

Everybody

(Step, step)

Everybody

Let’s go

Everybody here

Get it outta control

Get yo backs off da wall

‘Cuz Misdemeanor said

So, everybody

(Step, step)

Everybody

(Keep on steppin’)

Everybody

(Step, step)

Everybody

(Step)

Get loose

Now put yo back on tha wall

Put yo back on tha wall

Put yo back on tha wall

Put yo back on tha wall

Misdemeanor’s in da house

Yeh, Ciara’s in da house

Misdemeanor’s in tha house

(Music make you lose control)

We on fiya we on fiya

We on fiya we on fiya

Now tho it girl, tho it girl, tho it girl

Yeah, now move yo arm to tha left girl

Now move yo arm to tha left girl

Now move yo arm to tha right girl

Now move yo arm to tha right girl

Let’s go now, let’ s go now, let’s go now

Woo, let’s go

Should I bring it back right now?

Now bring it back now

I see you C

Now see I’m a I’m a do it like C do it

Now shake it girl

Come on and jus shake it girl

Come on and let it pop right girl

Come on and let it pop right girl

Now back it up girl

Back it up girl

Back it up girl

Back it up girl

Woooo, woooo, woooo, go go

Bring it to da front girl go go

Bring it to da front girl go go

Bring it to da front girl go go

Bring it to da front girl let’s go, let’s go, let’s go

Download clean vinyl LP CD mp3 free audio song by Bow Wow and this music is titled “Like You ft. Ciara”.

Actually this amazing music is popped out of an album which is titled ‘Wanted’ and it was released in the year 2005.

 

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I ain’t never had nobody show me

All the things that you done showed me

And the special way I feel when you hold me

We gone always be together, baby

That’s what you told me and I believe it

‘Cause I ain’t never had nobody do me like you

Now, I done been with different kinda girls

Like I done seen them all but ain’t none of them at all

(Like you)

And I done seen the best of the best

Baby, still I ain’t impressed ’cause ain’t none of them at all

(Like you)

If you know how I feel when I chill

If I’m seen with a girl then she gotta be just

(Like you)

And baby, that’s the way I feel

And I got no choice but for me to keep it real

‘Cause when we first got together started hanging out you was

Skeptical at first, had to figure out if

I was the kinda guy to try to dog you out but

I ain’t that kinda guy, you tried to make me out

You found out when you turned to my baby

I showed them other brothers how to treat a lady

I let you drive when I ride that Mercedes

And I ain’t trippin’ or actin’ shady ’cause baby, you know

I ain’t never had nobody show me

All the things that you done showed me

And the special way I feel when you hold me

We gone always be together, baby

That’s what you told me and I believe it

‘Cause I ain’t never had nobody do me like you

And every time I think about you, I

When you ride, when you call, when you come

(Around)

Your love is amazing to me

I can’t wait ’til I see you

I wanna be with you again

And every time you’re out on the road

(I make a trip)

And whenever I’m doin’ a show

(Don’t you forget)

That I’m your main chick

Who got that game chick

One and the same chick

The one you can hang with

I ain’t never had nobody show me

All the things that you done showed me

And the special way I feel when you hold me

We gone always be together, baby

That’s what you told me and I believe it

‘Cause I ain’t never had nobody do me like you

Okay when you hit the mall pop tags spend a few G’s

(Jazzin’)

Hit the runway to a new season

(Season)

It ain’t nothin’, I spoil the one I care for

Feel like I ain’t doing enough, that’s when I shared more

(Shared more)

I give you dis give you dat what you need love

(Need love)

You know I got it holla at me if you need love

(Need love)

And affection ’cause I’ll be your protection

Kinda hard job but I do it to perfection

And you can tell that I ain’t tryna let you go

I get wit you when I can so that’s how I let you know

And you be trippin’ ’cause sometimes I gotta go

But you the first one to I holla to right after my shows

And I was trippin’ in a sense I was tense

But my body loose around you what I’ma do without you?

I gotta get it togetha, say whatever

But since I met you, my life seem so better

I ain’t never had nobody show me

All the things that you done showed me

And the special way I feel when you hold me

We gone always be together, baby

That’s what you told me and I believe it

‘Cause I ain’t never had nobody do me like you

I ain’t never had nobody show me

All the things that you gon’ showed me

And the special way I feel when you hold me

We gone always be together, baby

That’s what you told me and I believe it

‘Cause I ain’t neva had nobody do me like you

Download another clean vinyl LP mp3 CD by Ciara and this amazing music is titled “Oh ft. Ludacris”.

Actually this wonderful tune is popped out of an album which is titled ‘Goodies’ and it was released in the year 2004.

 

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This is where they stay crunk, throw it up

Dubs on the Cadillac

White tees, Nike’s, gangstas don’t know how to act

Adamsville, Bankhead, College Park, Carver Homes

Hummers floatin on chrome

Chokin’ on that home-grown

They got that Southern cookin’

They got them fellas lookin’

Thinkin’ I was easy I can see it

That’s when I say no, what fo’?

Shawty can’t handle this

Ciara got that fire like

Oh, ’round here we ridin’ slow

We keep it ghetto, you should know

Gettin’ crunk off in tha club we gets low, oh

Oh (oh), all my ladies to tha flo’

Handle it ladies back it up

Gettin’ crunk up in tha club we gets low, oh

Buddy take a new whip, paint strip, in a bowlin’ ball

Still smoke, hundred spoke, wood-grain on the wall

Light-skinned thick chicks, fellas call ’em redbones

Close cuts, braids, long, gangstas love ’em all

They got that southern cookin’

They got them fellas lookin’

Wishin’ I was easy, I can see it

That’s when I say no, what fo’?

Shawty can’t handle this

Ciara got that fire like…

Oh, ’round here we ridin’ slow

We keep it gutta, you should know

Gettin’ crunk off in the club we gets low, oh

Oh (oh), all my ladies to the flo’

Handle it ladies back it up

Gettin’ crunk up in the club we gets low, oh

Southern-style, get wild, old skools comin’ down

In a different color whip (whip, whip)

Picture perfect, you might wanna take a flick, flick, flick, flick, flick

Call up Jazze, tell him pop up the bottles

‘Cause we got another hit (hit, hit)

Wanna go platinum? I’m who you should get, get, get, get, get

Ludacris on the track, get back trick, switch on the ‘Lac, Im flexin’ still

Same price every time, hot song, jumped on ’cause Ciara got sex appeal

And I keep the meanest, cleanest, baddest, spinning on stainless wheels

Could care less about your genius, I bump ya status,

I keep the stainless steel

Trunk-rattlin’ what’s happenin’, huh?

I don’t even think I need to speed

Bass-travelin’, face-crackilin’ huh?

Turn it up and make the speakers bleed

Dirty south we ballin’ dawg

And neva think about fallin dawg

Ghetto harmonizing, surprising, runnin back cuz the song is called

Oh, round here we ridin’ slow

We keep it ghetto, you should know

Gettin’ crunk off in the club, we gets low, oh

Oh (oh), all my ladies to the flo’

Handle it ladies back it up

Gettin’ crunk up in the club, we gets low, oh

Oh, round here we ridin’ slow

We keep it ghetto, you should know

Gettin’ crunk off in the club, we gets low, oh

Oh (oh), all my ladies to the flo’

Handle it ladies back it up

Gettin’ crunk up in the club, we gets low, oh

Download another clean vinyl LP mp3 CD by Ciara and this amazing music is titled “Goodies ft. Petey Pablo”.

Actually this wonderful tune is popped out of an album which is titled ‘Goodies’ and it was released in the year 2004.

 

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My goodies, my goodies, my goodies

Not MY goodies!

I got a sick reputation for handlin broads

All I need is me, a few seconds or more

And in my rap

Tell valet to bring my ‘Lac

And I ain’t comin back

So you can put a car right there.

I’m the truth

And ain’t got nothin’ to prove

And you can ask anybody

‘Cus they seen me do it

Barracades, I run right through ’em

I’m used to ’em

Throw all the dirt you want it’s no use

You still won’t have a pinup in a fabulous room

On her back pickin out a basket of fruit.

(I love you boo)

Yeah Freaky Petey love you too

(Ha ha)

You know how I do.

You may look at me and think that I’m

Just a young girl.

But i’m not

Just a young girl

Baby this is what i’m lookin’ for:

Sexy, independent, down to spend it type that’s gettin’ his dough

I’m not bein too dramatic, that’s the way I gotta have it.

I bet you want the goodies

Bet you thought about it

Got you all hot and bothered.

Maybe ‘cus I talk about it

Lookin for the goodies

Keep on lookin’ ‘cus they stay in the jar

Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh.

Just because you drive a Benz

I’m not goin home with you

You won’t get no nookie or the cookies

I’m no rookie

And still i’m

Sexy, independent

I ain’t with it so you already know.

I’m not bein too dramatic that’s the way I gotta have it

You think you’re slick

Tryna hit

But I’m not dumb

I’m not bein too dramatic it’s just how I gotta have it.

I bet you want the goodies

Bet you thought about it

Got you all hot and bothered

Maybe ‘cus I talk about it

Lookin’ for the goodies.

Keep on lookin’ ‘cus they stay in the jar

Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh.

So damn hot but so young

Still got milk on ya tongue

Slow down lil one

And you ain’t got it all

Hey shawty

You think you bad but you ain’t bad.

I’ll show you what bad is

Bad is when you’re capable of beatin’ the baddest

I been workin at it every since I came to this planet

And I ain’t quite there yet but i’m gettin’ better at it.

Matter of fact

Lemme tell it to you one mo gain

All I gotta do is tell a girl who I am (Petey!)

Ain’t na chick in here that I can’t have

Bada boom bada bam ba bam!

You’re insinuating that I’m hot

But these goodies boy are not

Just for any of the many men that’s tryna get on top

No you can’t call me later

And I don’t want your number

I’m not changin stories

Just respect the play I’m callin.

I bet you want the goodies

Bet you thought about it

Got you all hot and bothered

Mayb cus I talk about it

Lookin for the goodies

Keep on lookin’ ‘cus they stay in the jar.

I bet you want the goodies

Bet you thought about it

Got you all hot and bothered

Mayb ‘cus I talk about it

Lookin for the goodies

Keep on lookin cus they stay in the jar

Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh

Uh… Yeah… Uh… Yeah Uh Uh Uh

Download another clean vinyl LP mp3 CD by Ciara and this amazing music is titled “1,2 Step ft Missy Elliot”.

Actually this wonderful tune is popped out of an album which is titled ‘Goodies’ and it was released in the year 2004.

 

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[Intro: Jazze Pha]

Ladies and Gentlemen (Ladies and Gentlemen)

This is a Jazze Phizzle (Phizzle, phizzle)

Productshizzle, uh, oh

Missy! (Missy)

The princess is here, she’s Ciara!

 

[Verse 1: Ciara w/ Missy Elliot, Missy Elliot]

This beat is

Automatic, supersonic, hypnotic, funky fresh (Ha!)

Work my body, so melodic, this beat rolls right through my chest (Yup)

Everybody, ma and papi, came to party, grab somebody

Work ya body, work ya body

Let me see you 1, 2 step (Here we go!)

 

[Chorus: Ciara]

Rock it, don’t stop it

Everybody get on the floor

Crank the party up

We about to get it on

Let me see you 1, 2 step

I love it when you 1, 2 step

Everybody 1, 2 step

We about to get it on

 

[Verse 2: Ciara, w/ Missy Elliot, Missy Elliot]

This beat is

Outrageous, so contagious, make you crave it

Jazze made it (Ha!)

So retarded, top charted, ever since the day I started

Strut my stuff, and yes, I flaunt it

Goodies make the boys jump on it (Ha!)

No, I can’t control myself

Now let me do my 1, 2 step (Come on!)

[Chorus: Ciara]

Rock it, don’t stop it

Everybody get on the floor

Crank the party up

We about to get it on

Let me see you 1, 2 step

I love it when you 1, 2 step

Everybody 1, 2 step

We about to get it on

 

[Interlude: Missy Elliot]

We gon’ flip it like this, ooh, wee!

 

[Bridge: Ciara, Jazze, Missy]

It don’t matter to me, we can dance slow (Ladies and gentlemen)

Whichever way the beat drops, our bodies will flow (I like this)

So swing it over here Mr. DJ (Hey, hey)

And we will, we will rock you, oh

It don’t matter to me, we can dance slow (Yeah, dance slow)

Whichever way the beat drops, our bodies will flow

So swing it over here Mr. DJ (Ladies and gentlemen)

And we will, we will rock you

 

[Verse 3: Missy Elliott]

(Let’s shake!)

I shake it like Jello, make the boys say hello

‘Cause they know I’m rockin the beat (Uh-huh)

I know you heard about a lot of great MC’s

But they ain’t got nothing on me

Because I’m 5 foot 2, I wanna dance with you

And I’m sophisticated fun

I eat filet mignon, I’m nice and young

Best believe I’m number one

 

[Chorus: Ciara]

Rock it, don’t stop it

Everybody get on the floor

Crank the party up

We about to get it on

Let me see you 1, 2 step

I love it when you 1, 2 step

Everybody 1, 2 step

We about to get it on

 

Rock it, don’t stop it

Everybody get on the floor

Crank the party up

We about to get it on

Let me see you 1, 2 step

I love it when you 1, 2 step

Everybody 1, 2 step

We about to get it on

 

[Outro: Ciara]

This is for the hearing impaired

A Jazze Pha Production

Download another hot clean free mp3 audio song lyrics meaning by Ciara and this music is titled “I’m Out ft Nicki Minaj”.

Actually this amazing music is popped out of his old trended album which is titled ‘Ciara’ which was released in the year “2013”.

 

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Ladies, it’s your song, so as soon as this come on

You should get out on the floor, go and get your sexy on

If you know that you’re better than the new girl that he on

Go ‘head and tell him now, “You gon’ miss me when I’m gone”…

Aye yo, CiCi

Let me show you how to do a singing bitch greasy

You was by Lenox, yeah, the one on Peachtree

I was with Dimitri

Seen you on your Love & Hip Hop, Mendecees

“F-f-f-fuck these petty niggas” is a bitch motto

I-If I say it on wax, every bitch follow

I-If I’m sipping in the club, Myx Moscato

I-I got a big fat ass, big dicks follow

Hit them with the back shots, hit them with the ass shots

Take them to the bank then I hit them with the cash drops

I do it big, I hit them with the caps lock

I’m gonna ball, I hit them with the mascot

No, I never been there, but I like to Bangkok

Big fat titties when they hanging out my tank top (huh)

You gon’ play me? On Instagram, niggas trying to shade me

But your bitch at home trying to play me, I’m Nicki M Weezy F, baby

Man, fuck you and your lady, gun butt you, cause you’re shady

Now which bitch want it, cause that bitch get it

I gave him to you, bitch

But it’s okay, I got my cake up (ooh yeah-yeah-yeah)

Do my hair, put on some makeup (ooh yeah-yeah-yeah)

Trying to see where tonight gonna take us (ooh yeah-yeah-yeah)

I post some pics up looking sexy (ooh yeah-yeah-yeah)

Now this nigga wanna text me (ooh yeah-yeah-yeah)

How much you wanna bet me? (ooh yeah-yeah-yeah)

He gonna regret the day he left me (ooh yeah-yeah-yeah, ooh yeah-yeah-yeah)

Celebratin’ our breakin’ up, oh whoa

Bartender, go ‘head and pour me a little more

Tonight we gon’ have us a good time

Let’s have a toast to our goodbyes… oh whoa

Ladies, it’s your song, so as soon as this come on

You should get out on the floor, gon’ and get your sexy on

If you know that you better then the new girl that he on

Go ‘head and tell him now “you gon’ miss me when I’m gone” (I’m out…)

I’m out…

(M-m-m-miss me when I’m gone) I’m out…

I’m out…

Now tell me, do my ladies run this (ooh yeah-yeah-yeah)

Not even Hammer can touch this (ooh yeah-yeah-yeah)

We standin’ up on all the couches (ooh yeah-yeah-yeah)

Tomorrow you gon’ hear about this (ooh yeah-yeah-yeah)

This is what you hearin’ through your speakers (ooh yeah-yeah-yeah)

That’s why we dancin’ til our feet hurt (ooh yeah-yeah-yeah)

See I found out he was my problem (ooh yeah-yeah-yeah)

Tonight I came out here to solve him (ooh yeah-yeah-yeah, ooh yeah-yeah-yeah)

Celebratin’ our breakin’ up, oh whoa

Bartender, go ‘head and pour me a little more

Tonight we gon’ have us a good time

Let’s have a toast to our goodbyes… oh whoa

Ladies, it’s your song, so as soon as this come on

You should get out on the floor, gon’ and get your sexy on

If you know that you better then the new girl that he on

Go ‘head and tell him now “you gon’ miss me when I’m gone” (I’m out…)

The way I put it on you got you goin’ trippy, trippy

You wanna come for it, wishin’ you could get it, get it

No-o-o-o-oooo

No-o-o-o-oooo

I got you hot, make you stop when you see me, see me

You got your hand up, talking ’bout, “Gimme, gimme”

No-o-o-o-oooo

No-o-o-o-oooo

Say “fuck these petty niggas” if these niggas did you wrong

If he got a new bitch, then tell that bitch meet you outside

And pop her like a molly ’til them bitches recognize

(I’m out) Grinning…

(I’m out) I’m winning – the end and the beginning

I send them on an errand then I son them like my children

You couldn’t get a fan if it was hanging from the ceiling (I’m out…)

Download another hot clean free mp3 audio song lyrics meaning by Ciara and this music is titled “Body Party”.

Actually this amazing music is popped out of his old trended album which is titled ‘Ciara’ which was released in the year “2013”.

 

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Ah, oh, ah, ah (EarDrummers)

Yeah (Mike Will Made-It)

Like that

No, right there

I’m just having fun

I hope you’re having fun too

Listen to this

My body is your party, baby

Nobody’s invited but you, baby

I can do it slow now, tell me what you want

Baby, put your phone down, you should turn it off

‘Cause tonight it’s going down, tell your boys it’s going down

We in the zone now, don’t stop, ooh

You can’t keep your hands off me, touch me right there, rock my body

I can’t keep my hands off you, your body is my party

I’m doing this little dance for you

You got me so excited

Now it’s just me and you

Your body’s my party, let’s get it started, oh

Boy, you should know that your love is always on my mind

I’m not gonna fight it, I want it all the time

Boy, you should know that your love is always on my mind

And I can’t it deny it, I want you, I’m on you

I can’t lie, I won’t lie, it’s amazing

My faces, the places, you’re taking me

Baby, take your time now, there’s no need to rush

We can go another round, if that’s what you want

‘Cause tonight is going down, yeah, you know it’s going down

We in the zone now, don’t stop, ooh-oh

You can’t keep your hands off me, touch me right there, rock my body

I can’t keep my hands off you, your body is my party

I’m doing this little dance for you

You got me so excited

Now it’s just me and you

Your body’s my party, let’s get it started, oh

Boy, you should know that your love is always on my mind

I’m not gonna fight it, I want it all the time

Boy, you should know that your love is always on my mind

And I can’t deny it, I want you, I’m on you

The things I wanna do to you

My body’s calling you

I’m having so much fun with you

Now it’s just me and you

Your body’s my party, let’s get it started, oh

Download clean vinyl LP CD free mp3 audio song by Field Mob and this music is titled “So What ft. Ciara”.

Actually this amazing music is popped out of an album which is titled “Light Poles and Pine Trees” And it was released in the year 2006.

 

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They say he do a little this

He do a little that

He always in trouble, and I heard

He ain’t nothing but a pimp

He’s done alot of chicks

He’s always in the club

And they say he think he’s slick

He got alot of chips

He’s so messed up, I heard

He’s been locked up

Find somebody else

He ain’t nothing but a thug

So what

So what

So what

So what

And they say she’s a slut, she’s a ho, she’s a freak

SHE HAS a different girl every day of the week

You too smart You’d be a dummy to believe

That stuff that you heard

That they say about me

They say that im this

They said that im that

But some of it’s fiction some of it’s fact

AND you HATE hearing that about your love

You let it go in one ear and out the other

That he say, she say, they say, I heard

They be fake, we can’t let it get on our nerves

She miserable, she just want you to be

Like her miserey needs company

So don’t listen to that vine of grapes Theyre nothing but liars hating i bet

They wouldn’t mind trading places

With you by my side in my Mercedes

They say he do a little this

He do a little that

He always in trouble, and I heard

He ain’t nothing but a pimp

He done alot of chicks

He’s always in the club

And they say he think he’s slick

He got alot of chips

He’s sellin drugs, I heard

He’s been locked up

Find somebody else

He ain’t nothing but a thug

So what

So what

So what

So what

Mo’ money Mo’ problems

Life of a legend

Haters throw salt like rice at a wedding

So what, that’s your cousin

That don’t mean nothing

Her like missing in a tight of affection

You get, you just blind to the facts

See the lies, just obvious she cries for attention

You to the fine just supply your suspicions

But listen, you love me

Gotta TRY TO trust me

Why you stress I’m a high school mess

Break up never, they just jealous

Drama LIKE YOUR mama, mean mug from THE brothers

I’m the author of the book nigga judge by the cover, yes

I-I been to jail, yes

I-I’m grinding for real and

I’m negative, they talking RELATIVE pimp

They hate to see you doing better then them, so

They say he do a little this

He do a little that

He always in trouble, and I heard

He ain’t nothing but a pimp

He done alot of chicks

He’s always in the club

And they say:

He think he’s slick (he does)

He got alot of chips (spicy thai)

He’s cell-in drugs, I heard

He’s still locked up?

Find somebody else

He ain’t nothing but a thug

So what

So what

So what

So what

Some people don’t like it

‘Cause you hang out in the streets

But your my boyfriend

You’ve never been here for me

This love is serious

No matter what people think

I’m gon’ be here for you

And I don’t care what they say

Some people don’t like it

‘Cause you hang out in the streets

But your my boyfriend

You’ve never been here for me

I fuck the thug in ya

No matter what people think

I’m gon’ be here for you

And I don’t care what they say

He do a little this

He do a little that

He always in trouble, and I heard

He ain’t nothing but a pimp

He done alot of chicks

He’s always in the club

And they say he think he’s slick

He got alot of chips

He so messed up, I heard

He’s been locked up find somebody else

He ain’t nothing but a thug

So what

So what

So what

So what