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want your girlfriend - mistah f.a.b. lyrics

[chorus: too $hort]
i want your girl
she so d*mn fine
she s*xier
and looks way better than mine
i want your girl
she wants me too
and if you don’t et her go
i’ll take her from you

[verse 1: too $hort]
watching that ass, made me lose my breath
she can leave with me, go crues in my whip
take her clothes off and do her like heff
if i don’t take your girl, who would i [?]
nutted in her mouth, and it look like crest
i said here, brush your t**th with this
now she soaking wet, what’s next?
me and your girl having s*x
i told her shе can get it
she told me shе was with it
she know i wanna hit it
come back bragging to the homies, i did it
i wish i could
bang in the p*ssy like it’s my hood
i’m strapped for the drive by
turn her out with this up all night life
[chorus: too $hort]
i want your girl
she so d*mn fine
she s*xier
and looks way better than mine
i want your girl
she wants me too
and if you don’t et her go
i’ll take her from you

[verse 2: e*40]
the grind is a tarable thing to waste
try not to catch me a case
quarters, dimes, nickles and eighths
parked in my loft, at 3 am in a drop
getting my d*ck sucked, [?]
telling me [?]
went to school with the n*gga, that n*gga used to be a [?]
see me on them [?] skipping and skating
[?] breaking
[?] through the trap, with my bieny cap
with a throwaway 9 and some d in the back
everyday living life as a savage
[?] battles, ’cause it come with [?]
[?] above average, mack game empeckible
don’t blame me if your broad wanna get s*xual
she got her legs on a player shoulder
back bent like she doing yoga
[chorus: too $hort]
i want your girl
she so d*mn fine
she s*xier
and looks way better than mine
i want your girl
she wants me too
and if you don’t et her go
i’ll take her from you

[verse 3: dolla will]
dolla
she ain’t never seen a hustler like this
15 karots on the right wrist
and ain’t no telling what’s on the other hand
i’m like t.i., keep a rubber band
i’m eating, and n*ggas is fasting
i f*ck up a rack on a pare of fendy glasses
it ain’t nothing, ’cause i’m dolla will
i keep a b*tch looking like she from brezille
some n*ggas try, but it’s [?]
[?] then i’m a knock [?]
i’m in the club [?]
she say she with her man, but tryna [?]

[chorus: too $hort]
i want your girl
she so d*mn fine
she s*xier
and looks way better than mine
i want your girl
she wants me too
and if you don’t et her go
i’ll take her from you
[verse 4: mistah f.a.b.]
it’s me, [?] f.a.b
i’m the dumbest of the dummies [?]
let me boro your broad, let me boro your b*tch
give her here, pimpin, i give her back, leave her used, broozed, [?] front to the back
beat it like mike jack, i bet you won’t like that
she leave, come right back
man, where your wife at?
[?] i like the way that she looking
and i don’t care if she stolen, wifed or tookin
i ain’t trippin, i’m a take her down
got the game from [?] gangsta brown
i lean, i fall, i’m still thinking
[?] scr*per, what you smoke? what you drinking?
do me, ’cause i’m a sure do you
what it do [?]

[chorus: too $hort]
i want your girl
she so d*mn fine
she s*xier
and looks way better than mine
i want your girl
she wants me too
and if you don’t et her go
i’ll take her from you

- mistah f a b lyrics

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