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booty call - king karlemagne lyrics

[intro]
uhn, yeah

[hook] (2xs)
yep, she’s booty call always on her duty y’all
hair wrapped doo-bee on, princess nubian
she only comes around when we do what we do it’s on
and then she disappears right after we’re through she’s gone

[verse 1]
you’re saying how you lover her man, you must really love her man
because see me i’m not her man, i’d rather her other man
oh, you went and took her home and let her meet your mother? d-mn!
i take her out to stretch it out, something like rubber band
of course i wore a rubber fam, because i heard we all hit her
i had the b-tch in flip mode, you had the nerve raw dig her
aww n-gg-, nah n-gg-; why’d you make her paw glitter
no wonder they laugh you was in the mall with her
now you’re what we call bitter, messing with that kat stacks
you ain’t protect you’re soldier boy, so you’ll probably catch that c-ke on your dresser plus, now i bet your b-lls itch
should have b-mped some pac and find out why she’s called “b-tch”
she gets out of her drawls quick, the worst part is she has kids
doesn’t even look good, at best just average
you tied her up, marriage; baby seats, carriage
guess you’re really willing to accept all of her garbage

[verse 2]
uniform, uniform, baby get in uniform
call me when you’re dude is gone; i’ll beat that thing up till the morn
she’s naked but her shoes is on, no need to keep your doo-bee on
lets press record and shoot a p-rn, now back that thing up, juvi song
what counter should we do it on, you want me to scuba, unh?
sorry, i would do it hun, i just don’t think that you the one
all i want to do is c-m, you want to be my junior’s mom
i make you feel like you was young, like i t-t-took you to the prom
when we first met girl you were hoeing, b–bies and your booty showing
slept with the whole nfl, ocho-cinqo down to owens
naha shorty you were wrong, so there for i’m moving on
see what i thought was true uh-unh, love is like a unicorn
unicorn, unicorn, meaning that it’s mythical
no, i won’t share a sip with you, and happy for not kissing you
i’m trying to get rid of you, you want to have a kid with who?
i’m sorry but, umh b-tch i’m through, hope that last part sticks like glue

- king karlemagne lyrics

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