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mae seven - 30 models lyrics

[chorus]
yeah you tell the cool stories but you sound like a pr-ck man
your girl is kinda hot but guess who she with man
don’t blame me she didn’t talk about no husband
you got the new nikes but they look kinda dusty
you been here too long man you seem kinda rusty
let me take it over and show you where the bus lane
know you still in love but she got a new crush man
this is for the haters and the girls that we bust with

[verse 1]
the european kinda guy, the european kinda fly
i wear clothing in milan you won’t be seeing for a while
denim jackets 80 sh-t
your wifey here you baby sit
tennis rackets play a bit
i like my lady staying fit
stay in shape i like it when the booty shake
(yeah i like ‘m juicy made)
please make that -ss illuminate
i’m chillin with your girl you at home on your couch
i guess tonight’s a night she ain’t f-cking with her spouse
it just happened like it did, i didn’t plan to mess around
i’m sorry (my apologies)
i hope that you (ain’t mad at me)
i teach making love and she attented the academy
it started with a hug and the rest i will let it be
mccartney on this sh-t like i’m a rockstar from the seventies
she was kinda rough, she was biting like a pitbull
i like her she was hot, yeah i like ‘m kinda thick too
didn’t wanna f-ck it up don’t wanna be a pr-ck dude
but i guess she kinda like me more than she was liking you boy

[verse 2]
yeah your wifey so fly and i’m the type of guy
that make her fall in love when i look her in the eyes
so many models (when i’m hanging in the oak)
so many bottles (still dead f-cking broke)
they haven’t been sleeping (nah sniffin on the c0ke)
i pretend that i like ‘m call me mr. nice guy
okay not all the time, but at least i try (hol up here girl, where you think you going)
yeah your heart gives me love girl (l-o-v-e)
but i don’t give a f-ck girl (nah you ain’t with me)
nah, you were with the other other with the other sucker
didn’t wanna go but i guess i need another rubber
brother on the keys so i call him mr rippen
he always got my back man i call him mr pippen
mad girls around man these psycho b-tches trippin
i like to get down so i do a little pimpin
she knows my name she knew i came
she heard about me she knows i’m the man
i heard she crazy well i am insane
you got a man? what the f-ck is you saying
you so hung up on me you got that energy
we can go home we can live out your fantasy
we can play roles pretend that we enemies
we make it sweat just to work on some calories
put you in cuffs call it a felony
smack on that -ss please don’t get mad at me
like you on top i don’t mind the gravity
girl i got you and i know you like having me

- mae seven lyrics

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