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c-mob – fuck what i said lyrics

[verse 1: c+mob]
i met this chick at the club
nice sized titties, slim waist, and an ass was thick than a mug
approached her with game
but i thought she said her name
i can tell she was looking for some d+ck from a thug
tipped her a dub
and i don’t ever really be tipping b+tches was sipping on the fifth and was buzzed
when sh+t finished up
she came over, sat on my lap and she started with the kissing and hugs
i gripped on her jugs
long story short came home and the p+ssy just fit like a glove
was drunk we were f+cking and i said some thangs that she took too serious and slipped in her love
sh+t, now i’m f+cked
it’s 9:00 a.m. and she’s telling me that we should be together
d+mn i shoulda never
run up to the crib i shoulda f+cked her in the car and dropped her off where i met her
now i gotta sever ever single tie to the broad
should i tell the truth should lie like a dog?
most women they can’t handle the truth they’d rather try to put a butcher knife to your b+lls
it’s creeping me out, she could be a psycho b+tch and i just let her sleep in the house
i shoulda thought about that sh+t last night when i f+cked and i had my d+ck deep in her mouth
dammit i’mma never drink gin again when i’m in the club mobbed out and i’m smoking a dominican
shoulda learned my lesson from last time when i passed out and i woke up with a stripper named cinnamon
don’t need a girl
they fight and they plot
and they wanna fight whether they’re right or they’re not
she said ” but you spent all night in the tw+t and you said that you liked me a lot”
[hook: c+mob]
f+ck what i said (yeah)
i was really drunk, i was checking out your lumps i was only trynna get you into bed (yeah)
blame it on the game
and i be the doing same for the bread thanks for the head (yeah)
we had a good time, get your panties get up outta my apartment
i don’t mean to be rude
cause in fact i got a dude so don’t get no attitude or start sh+t

[bridge]
but…i thought you loved me

[verse 2: c+mob]
no
i said i love the way you ride a d+ck baby you do it like a pro
i love the way you f+ck me from the bedroom all the way to the kitchen any position and took it in every hole
even on the floor
gotta be delirious if you take it serious i’m just looking for a hoe
i’m no longer trying to get it if you want me to be committed if you with it we can do it on the low
now you gotta go
please leave your number on the nightstand
no need for blundering or fighting
i’ll call then touch up and we might plan
for me to crush you like a sprite can
look girl, i have never been a dumb f+ck
i don’t fantasize about feeling our tongues touch
but i do fantasize about seeing you put two d+ld+s in your p+ssy looking like a pair of nunchucks
i ain’t looking for a wife i want a personal freak
that don’t get emotional and she can work her physique
not a ill+tempered women full of dirt and deceit
if you want the job you can start the first of the week
she said “i’m tired of me and always wanting to hit it with no strings attached. you said you liked the p+ssy if you wanted to be my mans so now think of that”
[hook: c+mob]
f+ck what i said (yeah)
i was really drunk, i was checking out your lumps i was only trynna get you into bed (yeah)
blame it on the game
and i be the doing same for the bread thanks for the head (yeah)
we had a good time, get your panties get up outta my apartment
i don’t mean to be rude
cause in fact i got a dude so don’t get no attitude or start sh+t

[bridge]
but…we should be together

[verse 3: c+mob]
wrong
i’m starting to realize that we should probably never even got it on
your already bugging me and i can see you’re turning real ugly
don’t be loving me i’m trynna get you gone
don’t forget your thong
don’t be getting attitude i ain’t getting mad at you that you stayed past dawn
i’m trying to address the situation and i have a confrontation not patient but you’ve been here too long
and i don’t need a b+tch clinging on
calling my crib and coming up to my job yelling “bring it on”
telling me your pregnant when you know i’m not the daddy
you’re vandalizing my caddy
and my phone keeps ringing on
i done been through that before
and i won’t let another hoe try to do it again
all i really wanna do is f+ck you and your friend
if you’re wanting more you’re outta luck do with the wind
that’s right no strings
and when you see the nut sack don’t cling to that
most definitely cause that won’t bring ya back
and then you’ll wanna bust caps and swing a bat
i’m not the type to get involved in long relationships with a b+tch that i f+cked right after the club i don’t know who you got me forsaken with
i’m not the type of motherf+cker that’d get a piece of the p+ssy and then he’ll fall head over heels
i don’t get emotional instead i’mma chill
i don’t need a women just bread for the bills
she said “i’d do anything to get a man i could do right by and i don’t know what i might try. f+ck you motherf+cker you said you were a nice guy.”
[hook: c+mob]
f+ck what i said (yeah)
i was really drunk, i was checking out your lumps i was only trynna get you into bed (yeah)
blame it on the game
and i be the doing same for the bread thanks for the head (yeah)
we had a good time, get your panties get up outta my apartment
i don’t mean to be rude
cause in fact i got a dude so don’t get no attitude or start sh+t

[outro]
okay
you wanna play motherf+cker?
i be back

- c mob lyrics

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