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buried alive intro - shyne lyrics

[shyne]
yeah, yeah
this ones for my brooklyn playboys
this ones for my l.a. playboys
this ones for my chi-town playboys
atl, down south
nc, sc
where you be?
come on, just play it with me

[shyne]
when it come to hoes, we don’t love not one
f-ckin a friend ain’t no option
it’s a must, her friend -ssists like stockton
when we f-ck, i gotta have two not one
she know a freaky n-gg- like me
get her wet then i’m out like strike three
no doubt, make her girlfriend eat her out
after we f-ck then the exit beat her out
believe me, we don’t love them hoes
break out, after we dug them hoes
you wanna stay b-tch, what’cha talkin ’bout?
get your shoes on, and start walkin on

hook: slimm + shyne

get out, i don’t wanna hug you
get out, b-tch i don’t love you
get out, what’cha talkin ’bout
get your shoes on and start walkin

[shyne]
you know you hittin, you got me lickin the hole
before i’m stickin the hole up in my face
in the place most n-gg-s don’t see love drug baby
i’m about to o.d. cocaine p-ssy
one stroke be a whole ki
you’re feminine, hood from heaven an’
i’ll do anything, orals to s and m
keep you satisfied, back ?certified?
come and take a ride, i’ll be your great adventure
tell ya friends i bent’cha, who sent’cha?
must’a been god, my bedroom angel taken
lovin the curves as you purr while im stroking
grabbin ya hair, don’t’cha dare she’d a tear
you a good girl, don’t cry
shake that thang that i give
throw ya back as i dig
like a broke matress you had me sprung out
but ain’t nothin changed you got to get out

hook

to all my n-gg-s that know what i mean
when you f-ck a b-tch good she don’t wanna leave
i go through this all the time
b-tch act like she don’t see the exit sign
start cryin, how much she love shyne
that’s the same thing she told my man brian
what the f-ck, she think i’m stupid?
don’t know my pimp blood is deeply rooted
inherited, that be my heritage
that i don’t give a f-ck about b-tch fetishes
so when we f-ck and it’s over
throw ya pocketbook on ya shoulder
put your shoes on and hit the road
i’ll kick ya last name once, b-tch and roll

hook x2

- shyne lyrics

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