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Artiste:
Sylk-E. Fyne
Titre:
Keep It Real
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Ayyy, motherfucker.., Yo, Funk Doc, my man Musiq, check it out (AOWWW!) It's the Doctor Bombay, da yellow hombre Spotted like Kwame for smackin' a blind date for scratchin' my Hyundai It's Doc way - don't like it, then move on The bullshitter push a Yukon with bullhorns Arguin' - what the fuck we doin'? Starin' eye to eye like, who the fuck we screwin'? Here take these nickel bags and deduct your doin' With Knicks I can't ball so who snuck me Ewing? No ice with no blue and, tires with no shoe and Cribs with no boo in, pockets like I'm Jewish Tight, I'm an Aries born in April That means my attitude is I'm born to hate you Now let's get it gritty I'll doggystyle while you watching "Sex and the City" My palms on your tittie I'll bomb yo' committee, if why'all MIDI I treat your girl like (?) and walk off with the kitty Kitty, kitty... Tell me why, when I, saw you the, other day You spoke to me as if I was your best friend or sum' But when today I tried to say whassup and you walked on by You had nothin' to say to me then Now how come when I be seei'n, youuu chillin' Alll byyy yourself Youuu, always actin' like you know me And act like you don't when you're around someone work on my nerves Ohh tell me what is on your mind tell me, what you want to do Tell me, how you feel about me so I know how to deal with you Because, people like you really with (?) I can do All youu, fake frontin' motherfuckers Sometimes, I can't even understand why you'd even bother to pass my way, no 'Cause, dealin' with you kinda makes me wonder Exactly whereeee yeah does my time go (and noooooo, no) I can't believe the things that you be doin' for me Knowin in yo' heart you don't really mean to, nooo Why ya, tryin' to get over with yo' shuckin' and jivin'' When the, only person gettin' hurt is youuuu, ohhhh What is on yo' mind, tell me what you want to do Tell me, how you feel about me so I know how to deal with you Because, people like you really with (?) I can do All youuuu, fake frontin' motherfuckers Nah nah nah nah girl you wrong, you wrong, no no no Almost from the door you ain't shit I want the bracelet, the necklace, the anklet That foot spa with the nail and toe paint kit That half a pound I loaned your pops he ain't flip That itch your boyfriend keeps Gaultier sniff, why'all good together When why'all tongue kiss why'all suckin' my wood together Fallin in love, I won't do it; cause some of these women Their clothes look sooo good, but they act stupid Next time, that you see me, walkin' down the street Don't even bother to speak, don't even bother, nooo 'Cause - if it ain't genuine then ah, don't waste my time 'Cause um - I can't deal if you can't, keep it real What is on yo' mind, tell me what you want to do Tell me, how you feel about me so I know how to deal with you Because, people like you really with (?) I can do All youuuu, fake frontin' motherfuckers All youuuu, fake frontin' motherfuckers All youuuu, fake frontin motherfuckers All youuuu...