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max b – part time lovers – max b lyrics

[intro]
i know what they wanna do to me
i wasn’t here
threw my sh-t too n-gg-
comin’ for you baby
i mean (al pac) these n-gg-s got it confused man
so wavy, gain greene
(i mean) public domain, i’m so street right now
f-ck it, it’s ya boy biggavell
talk to these n-gg-s man
h-m- n-gg-s
yeah

[verse 1]
you ain’t a friend to me, i sip that hennessy
your b-tch she love the d-ck, bet she remember me
bet i remember her, like i’m a kin to her
my sh-t was meant for her, fridays i spend with her
i been with her, all she want is deez
i made her retire haze, now all she want is sneeze
man all she want is the cheese, but i don’t give a sh-t
let her work out, f-ck with mines, i’m a murk you out
you ain’t tryna f-ck around, get your head split
toss the ratch in the yard, c-ky i can get live
n-gg- i’ll be dead rich (f-ck it) give it all to my son
spend it all, get ya gun, spin the ball, hit ya one
that ya love and that ya hug and all
crazy, had a baby, what b-tch, presidential with the wavy wrist
my b-tch got the mercedes six, now i’m back in the cut
tell police stop f-cking tru-life in his b-tt

[hook x2]
ya’ll some part time lovers, y’all f-ck under the covers
that’s ya mother, ya’ll supposed to be brothers
but y’all lovers, that’s nasty
that ain’t wavy, oh baby

[verse 2]
i’m heavy in the loop, dezzy in the coupe
bezzie and a suit, one day i’ll go to court
his friend’s a nasty man, f-ck kim kardashian
i f-cks the taximan, cops couldn’t catch me man
his b-tches love my c-m (c-m) so i let ’em drink
f-ck me, i’ll give you ring, popo gon’ leave you stink
you know i leave you weak, n-gg- i am the streets
n-gg- you are a b-tch, bigga, he far from rich
bigga, you are the sh-t, so let these n-gg-s know
so let the blicker blow, already hit your hoe (already hit her)
already gets the dough, scr-pe sh-t off the books
get your melon booked, you ain’t know biggavell a crook
bunch of g-y rap n-gg-s, tryna make a name n-gg-
tryna silver surf n-gg-, tryna make a wave n-gg-
tryna make the pay (yeah)
daily news label me a champion n-gg- cause i never lose

[hook]
y’all some part time lovers, y’all f-ck under the covers
that’s ya mother, y’all supposed to be brothers
but y’all lovers, that’s nasty
that ain’t wavy, oh baby
[repeat]

[outro]
sh-t ain’t wavy (oh baby)
y’all supposed to be on the same team and sh-t
y’all ain’t supposed to be doin’ that
it’s ya boy biggavell, n.o.e
public domain 2 for these n-gg-s man
you already know
i don’t rat with a story to tell man
i mean, come on
stop f-ckin’ my sh-t up e, word up
we back in the loop though

- max b lyrics

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