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illin' p - the pick up... problem. lyrics

don’t think i blame you for it… i do, but i can’t blame you for it
you don’t know the depths of your hook line [and] sinker
think a brother’s gonna keep overlooking
shook’n by a desire gone wrong
wild for the night like if “that’s my song!”
from the day you picked me up i knew my heart was gone
now i’m back! you got a problem

as the splash hit my left pant leg
i glanced up and before i let out a “hey!”
brake lights illuminate. outsteps this figure 8
who calculate to a dime in most minds
trying to define her current state…
apologetic. she said it like, “can i dry that?”
taken aback, was the kid, on some, “ah… umm… sure.”
not seen was the lure. [i] just slid to the p-ssenger door
got in… looked up… caught a grin
as she darted in-and-out of traffic showed she was domi-
nant like what you don’t know from trina and trick daddy
and i thought i was fresh but old girl was a professional
like mother to child, innate. and here i am, quick with the bait..
before i knew it, dates were on some “i do’s”
(comma) vous(comma) rendez-
any time & any place and only if she say
say yes muy grande, i’ll admit, was my boops status, but…

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[she] had me open. p-ssy had me wide open “meow”
[i] gotta change my stats and hit the door on some, “be out!”
but crack sings loudly. ask them heads on the corner
better yet, asked them vets that give head on the corner
and i’m l-ssoed. a shunned feeling leads me to explore
somewhere i had thoughts deep rooted ‘bout some p-ssy galore
which leaves me right back to your front door with the ravenous knock
miss little piggy open up before i tear down your spot
don’t make me huff. we can puff… blow it all down
go a few rounds. i’ll hit it like old folks to the lotto…
who’s on the verge of croaking and like, giving it back
speaking of backs, i’m that again let me in
remember how your back bent when you let me in
you hit a pitch so soft [it] had my heart opening
t’was since then i have been trying to let it mend. with no luck…
and on some “what the…?” all you gave was a…

{chorus}

now let me tell you how it goes from here. you want it or what?
scared the drop your guard. scared thank god…
my lord, if you can just touch her…
show her how nice the puzzle fit…
let her bask in the shower
guaranteed no more loose hearts will she devour
after feeling the power of “our”…
so much so, watch you gloat
while you boast with a toasts to nosotros
but 1st you gotta let me play host and you hostess
no ho stress. focus… that’s how you get more with less
yes, an indecent proposal to a show girl
before you met me, tell me, did you really know world?
or just familiar with a fraction? i’m just asking
i know it’s your life, and your rules, but my attraction
and not a bag of mouth, i want action
you know it’s time, time for some…

you got a problem baby…
i don’t know what it is… but i am right here…
i know what you doing… yeah
it’s that cold blooded sh-t right there…
that problem solver… let’s get together… yeah

don’t think i blame you for it…
i do, but i can’t blame you for it
you don’t know the depths of the hook line, sinker
think a negus gonna keep overlooking
shook’n by a desire gone wrong
wild for the night like, “that’s my song”
from the day you picked me up i knew my heart was gone
now i’m back. you got a problem…
yo ev, bring that back

- illin p lyrics

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