f.f.f.f. - double xx posse lyrics
we find em, feel em, f-ck em and forget em
we find em, feel em, f-ck em and forget em
and once we hit the skins we don’t never get with ’em
we find em, feel em, f-ck em and forget em
we find em, feel em, f-ck em and forget em
we find em, feel em, f-ck em and forget em
and once we hit the skins we don’t never get with ’em
(sugar ray)
i find em and i feel em and then i f-ck em and forget em
and once i get the p-ssy i don’t never get with em
cuz they don’t really want no romance they only want finance
and all i wanna do is stick my d-ck in their pants
so i can bust a nut inside the cut that never heals
providin’ the thrills until they love the way it feels
oooh, my d-ck gets swole when the wind blows
and everybody knows that material b-tches are hoes
gettin’ every bit of nothin’
i promise em the world and knock the boots
but i be really only bluffin’
my name is sugar ray and i know just what they want
but all i’m tryin’ to do is make a love connection with their c-nt
ughh, tell me if you like it (i like it)
ughh, tell me if you love it (i want it)
ughh, tell me if you need it (i need it)
ughh, get up b-tch, put your clothes on, beat it!
we find em, feel em, f-ck em and forget em
we find em, feel em, f-ck em and forget em
and once we hit the skins we don’t never get with ’em
we find em, feel em, f-ck em and forget em
we find em, feel em, f-ck em and forget em
we find em, feel em, f-ck em and forget em
and once we hit the skins we don’t never get with ’em
(bk)
yo i find em feel em f-ck em and forget em
skins i hit em, and then don’t ever want to get with em
because a trick got tricks up her sleeve
tryin’ to play a n-gg- out ? oh b-tch please!
tryin’ to gain for my loot, but that’s okay i’m tryin’ to play the skins game with your tim boots
yo character number one her name was lucy
this ole crab -ss b-tch that tried to juice me
(bk i need my nails done and my eyes plucked)
aight, b-tch i need my motherf-ckin’ d-ck sucked
and don’t you try to act foul
yo just turn around so i can tap that thing doggy style
and i’ma let you know, wipe the c-m off your face
and play main source, look out the front door
and run your scam on a new route
cuz yo, i find em, feel em, f-ck em and them i’m out
we find em, feel em, f-ck em and forget em
we find em, feel em, f-ck em and forget em
and once we hit the skins we don’t never get with ’em
we find em, feel em, f-ck em and forget em
we find em, feel em, f-ck em and forget em
we find em, feel em, f-ck em and forget em
and once we hit the skins we don’t never get with ’em
(pete barnes)
b-tch i know your kind
and i know just what’s on your mind
yeah you thought you could milk me
but you couldn’t get a dime
you f-ckin’ trick
you tried to run your game and be slick
you had my beeper blowin’ up and every night suckin’ my d-ck
sayin’ you love me, you wanna be my wife
and have my child
but i ain’t tryin’ to hear it
cuz i know you’re livin’ foul for the cash
you’re corny and your style is low cl-ss
so you can save the drama hoe
and kiss my motherf-cking -ss
(phone rings)
h-llo? (h-llo, can i speak to bk)
ya, who’s calling? (lucy)
alright hold on baby
ay yo pete man, there’s this girl named lucy on the phone
(yo tell that b-tch i don’t live here no more)
ay yo lucy ? right, iain’t mad at ya, but pete said he don’t live here no more
we find em, feel em, f-ck em and forget em
we find em, feel em, f-ck em and forget em
and once we hit the skins we don’t never get with ’em
we find em, feel em, f-ck em and forget em
we find em, feel em, f-ck em and forget em
we find em, feel em, f-ck em and forget em
and once we hit the skins we don’t never get with ’em
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