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geto boys - i'm not a gentleman lyrics

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(willie d)
ladies first, who the f-ck made up that sh-t?
9 times outta 10 it was a b-tch
i’m comin’ at cha like this
cause your p-ssy ain’t no more important than my d-ck miss
i’m not your motherf-ckin’ doll
you won’t see me runnin’ to ya at your every beckon call
b-tches act like they handicapped
want me to open doors, pull out chairs and all that
i’m the motherf-ckin’ gangster of love
so how you gonna run me like i’m some kind of scrub
think your p-ssy made of gold, well it’s not
you couldn’t get a dime for it at the p-wn shop
i won’t pack your bags at the store
now will i take you to a play or a musical, wh-r-
and break my neck to be extra polite
i’ll take your motherf-ckin’ -ss to a chicken fight
and if you get cold, you gonna sneeze
cause i ain’t givin’ you my coat, so i can freeze
people say my manners are minimum
i’m from the ghetto hoe
i’m not a motherf-ckin’ gentleman

i’m not a gentleman

i’m not a motherf-ckin’ gentleman
i told you that in the first rap
h-ll no i won’t remove my cap
when i go to ya moms crib for my grill
t-shirt, sneakers and jeans is how i feel
(? )
cause i’ll be eatin’ with my hands not the proper utensils
i say yeah, naw, not ma’am
i was raised like that, so that’s the way i am
i don’t give a d-mn if ain’t got a seat
my feet hurt b-tch, you ain’t no better than me
stand your -ss up, wait your time
i don’t give a f-ck if your 9 or 99
drop something if you want to freak
and i won’t leap to pick it up like a geek
in a dash or flash, godd-mn, i’ll p-ss
i’ma let you bend over so i can see dat -ss
i might laugh, giggle, or grin
you could say willie d is out to win
people say my manners are minimum
i’m from the ghetto hoe
i’m not a motherf-ckin’ gentleman

i’m not a gentleman

i’m not a motherf-ckin’ gentleman
or a nice guy or goodfella
i’ll straight up tell her
b-tch, to suck my d-ck
f-ck that beatin’ around the bush sh-t
when i go to see a hoe
i don’t knock at the door, i blow
and if we go to a restaurant i don’t let her pick it
cause she’ll try to choose the one most expensive
you don’t like it when i walk in the front zone
well slowpoke -ss hoe, bring your -ss on
but every woman ain’t a motherf-ckin’ lady
i treat a hoe like a hoe and a b-tch like a b-tch
and a lady like a lady but i don’t sip dom perrigion
and listen to luther or kenny g, it’s geto boys and jubiliee
you can’t catch me holdin’ hands in the shopping mall
if i’m wearin’ (? )
you know i’m gettin’ them draw’s
people call me a lot of things love
but they’ll never accuse me of
being a motherf-ckin’ gentleman

i’m not a gentleman



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