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latrell de'sean - pardon my interruption lyrics

[intro]
ye+yeah, ye+yeah
ye+yeah
ye, ye+yeah
ye, ye
ye, ye

[verse 1]
pardon my interruption, but there’s need for discussion
i’m the one out the dozen
i’m the one, got these hoes on they toes, from the south coast, all the way out there london
pretty bad b+tch with a husband
i can’t cuff it, i’m not rushing
i know the game f+cked up can’t trust it
i know the hoes don’t go, they rushin’
i know the uh+

[chorus]
i know my pride too big can’t dodge this, i can’t seem to shake my vicеs, bad brown skin b+tch say she
bad brown skin b+tch say she
bad brown skin b+tch say she bisеx
light skin b+tch look just like isis

[verse 2]
who the f+ck, why they f+ckin’ ass goin’ to nicest
i beat a young n+gga from the south slums
someone go ask [?]
n+gga, never been outdone
graduated, i could really show you how to count some, rrrr
sh+t clear, never bounced one, rrrr, rrrr
sh+t clear, never bounced one, i’m on
wipe me down lil’ b+tch, i’m gone
wipe me down, i’m off withdrawal
roll up one, i smoke up strong
i’m all up in her ozone
don’t know how i’ll get back home
pop 2 shrooms, i might be long, wooo
i guess that said, oh well, i’ll find my way to the cash in the end
how ’bout the fam and the friendz
how ’bout the back in the endz
it’s all ’bout the sack in the end
sack in the end
’bout sack in the end
[chorus]
pride too big can’t digest, (woah, woah)
can’t seem to shake my vices, (woah, wo+woah)
bad brown skin b+tch she bis+x (woah, wo+woah)
light skin b+tch look like isis (woah, woah, woah)

[verse 3]
why the f+ck they ask who the nicest? (woah)
why the f+ck they ask who the nicest? (woah, woah)
these n+ggas got black out visors (woah)
prolly why these n+ggas keep on stumblin’
prolly why they hoes keep on runnin’
either that, or your broke as a joke, no hope, and your hoe wanna f+ck on somethin’
either way, sh+t that hoe ain’t nothin’
shoulda never gave your hearts to the streets, that’ll leave you deceased, like it’s leech in your stomach
your better off, better lease it or somethin’
i seen you call 3 times last sunday
i seen your [frolly?], your not my dog, i seen your heart in the street, better leash it or somethin’

[outro]
pardon my interruption, but there’s need for discussion
i’m the one out the dozen
i’m the one, got these hoes on they toes, from the south coast, all the way out there london
f+ck a bad b+tch with a husband
still know the game, no cuffin’
i’m the one who gonna call cal when they bluffin’
i’m the one that gonna’ pop out, couple hundred, woah

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