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butta verses - cassanova brown lyrics

[verse one]:
c-ssanova brown, p-ssing through the town
smashing ’em down, the cell phone, p-ssion is the sound
of the ring tone, beggin’ me to bring it home soon
so i pollinate her flower like it’s spring time bloom
and i sing lines to ’em cause they love how my voice crack
she chewin’ on my children but she spit all my boys back
and always that mating call, making neighbors hit the wall
lying on my back, while she gettin’ head and sittin’ tall
yeah suffocate me baby doll, you love to hate me lady
cause you know that make up s-x is gon’ be so crazy
your body’s shakin’ like a fault line, the fault is mine
all signs point to you lovin’ my joint
and that’s a good thing
look at it spray, say things a hooker say
laugh at me, ohh baby girl you so nasty
bottom lip is bite marks, naked in the dark
except for how the tv glows, hold on let me see the show

[verse two]:
the birds and the bees
the sun the moon the earth too
you thinkin’ ’bout me all day
you messin’ up at work too
you dressin’ up how daddy like it
strippin’ down for camera fl!cks
ham and grits for breakfast
how you cheffing up the extra, it’s
special to me
the recipe is rather randy
boxes of candy filled with brandy for when you couldn’t stand me
hand me hearts on silver platters
f-ck my friends, it didn’t matter
ask me what i was doin’, i’m like, “i was just spittin’ at ’em”
fittin’ data in the bases
spillin’ batter in they faces
l!ck the spoon baby cakes, is it good to you?
get a table that’ll take us for two
you’d like that wouldn’t you?
double decker burger with cheese, chop that in half please
two straw, strawberry shake, got one in every state
cut ’em like a butcher, i’m the baker bakin’ cake
and she can’t have it and eat it
she mad at him than beat his
she c-m where she eat it
can you see that i’m conceited?

[verse three]:
i give ’em time outs against the wall
time away, it hurts ’em y’all
fightin’ for my freedom so yeah
it’s b-tta verse ’em all
pleading my position, they listen and understand
that when grown folks is talking, they know
they need to stand back
she never catch a backhand smack
i’m too much man for that
just leave ’em flat and leave it at that
then she can’t breathe like
she barely need me right?
her life support system’s missin’
thanks to intermissions that end
that’s how i got ’em man
she says she got a man
but where that brother now?
nowhere to be found, she bounced and now i dig her out
figured out, stick around
if she let me dig her down
biggest misconception contrived through out connections
see i’m colder than a hotter date
hold her like she’s ?
closer to her dreams then expose her to the scenes
of an artist’s life
she says she heard the talk how john is nice
never thought that that date was only talking ’bout on mics, right?

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