she's like keesha from belly - rome streetz & futurewave lyrics
[intro: sample from “the mack”]
you out your motherf*ckin’ mind? come here!
i mean, you know the rules of the game
i mean, your b*tch just chose me
now we can settle this like we got some class
or we can get into some gangsta sh*t
[verse 1]
ayo
fightin’ supreme court cases, f*ck the judge he a racist
middle finger to the da and the bailiff
my bae lit, held it down thoroughly
brought the bail money to arraignment when i call and said “come for me”
she a winner not a reptile like ginger
see stars when i slide in her
plotted with me when i had a slice on how to make the pie bigger
she said “i’m here by your side and i’ma ride with ya”
just “me and my b*tch” like the biggie record
erotic look in her eyes, thick thighs, she want me to caress it
we swing an ep, i left her shakin’ like she epilectic
a s*x epic, when i leave she get restless
mentally connected, different vibe than other b*tches that i messed with, she gets it
so i wrote the scribe just to let you know that i appreciate your gesture
it’s me and you against the world, girl, ’till we get the treasure
[chorus]
she said “you’ll never find another like me”
bonnie to my clyde, i’m guessin’ that she might be
wifey, keep it official i admire that
love me if i’m broke or rich and never turn your back
she said “you’ll never find another like me”
bonnie to my clyde, i’m guessin’ that she might be
wifey, keep it official i admire that
she love me if i’m broke or rich and never turn her back
[verse 2]
whether it’s chinese, chicken wings, or mr. chow’s
penny*pinchin’ or stackin’ benjamins in a pile
she down, and i f*ck with her
’cause she a real n*gga, started from the bottom and i built with her
we caught a charge ot and she ain’t say a word
kept it official like mallory ’till we hit the curb
she worked the scale if i needed to
made a sale, she pushed the vehicle, in this life of sin it’s me and you
“all i need” like meth and mary j
i peel the [?] lingerie then i hit it like a p*rno tape
love me if i’m right or wrong, she goin’ all the way
breakin’ bread she can have all the food on my plate
only a real n*gga gon’ relate
her energy is magnetic, how i met her i would call it fake
caught me with another b*tch she tried to scar my face
f*ck
[chorus]
she said “you’ll never find another like me”
bonnie to my clyde, i’m guessin’ that she might be
wifey, keep it official i admire that
love me if i’m broke or rich and never turn your back
she said “you’ll never find another like me”
bonnie to my clyde, i’m guessin’ that she might be
wifey, keep it official i admire that
she love me if i’m broke or rich and never turn her back
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