webbie - come here lyrics
[intro]
whoa wuz up world this ya boy fresh and i’m fina give you some pimformation about the situation ya heard only holla at the bad b-tches and i’m put
your number in my chicktionary ya heard and i’ll and i got the next star wit a bad -ss c-nt let me see if yall catch the voice surprise yall
[verse 1]
yeah you think you all that don’t cha can’t n-body tell you sh-t you the sh-t everybody with a d-ck want you keep your hair and nails did up bet
you ain’t even got no kids oh you do you keep your kids up you go to school wat you going for to be a nurse, a teacher, a lawyer do hair or what you ain’t even
got an old man hu oh you do do he spoil you give ya everything you ask for so ya point you a lady not a trash sl-t not a freak you just like to back
your -ss up ya mommy ain’t raised a dummy yous a bad b-tt but so the street fame and the money you could p-ss up keep on dancing i’m starting to understand ya
so you the type to make them hoes put they man up the fresh white tennis shoes or the sandles make a n-gg- lose manners got d-mn it.
[chorus:]
come here b-tch come here b-tch b-tch come here b-tch come here b-tch (hollar at a pimp) come here b-tch come here b-tch b-tch come here b-tch
come here b-tch b-tch (ya n-gg- is a whimp) come here b-tch come here b-tch b-tch come here b-tch come here b-tch b-tch (i’ll take you to the crib) come
here b-tch come here b-tch b-tch come here b-tch come here b-tch b-tch (were a trill n-gg- live)
[verse 2]
you say you got your sh-t strait you ain’t worried bout no man taken care of you you gone git yours any way thick girl pretty face big thighs
skinny waist don’t really do the club you just heard that it was jiggalatin ain’t never been to jail couldn’t take that cell don’t smoke dough can’t take that
smell smoke a lil killa but a n-gg- couldn’t tell jiggle like a stripper but the cooche ain’t for sale your heart you never gave ’cause a n-gg- wasn’t real
never felt played cause you can’t play a playa instead of getting hurt you rather chill so you chilling rather be alone then have him playing wit your
feelings i’m peeping how you acting sadiddy like you ain’t wit it acting like you some kind of virgin i kinda digg it ’cause i ain’t one of them them clowns around
that be bullsh-tting neva slipping keep playing ima get into this s-x sh-t
[chorus]
[verse 3]
remind me of the movie playas club i’m telling ya face like diamond shape like ebony ate one one arched eyebrows with a belly ring doing an old crazy -ss
dance that i ain’t ever seen bet you took an hour trying to squeeze that -ss up in them jeans is that your real hair or is you stunting come here let me
see -ss out spitting bussin open hold up let her be all low from all the smoke and i can barely see -ss break a hard d-ck in half girl marry me you like
this song hu young savage on a mannie beat i’m from louisiana but dam ma stand the weed i’ll get some sh-t on camera you would never want your man to see me gripping your -ss
cheeks p-ssy dripping water sucking boosie d-ck and screaming webbie f-ck me harder your i’d on the dresser rite outside the camcorder and every body p-sse in
the toilet i’m r-t-rded
[chorus]
[outro]
ay ay ay respect it pimping picture me and yo b-tch name on my license plate on the front of my cutl-ss you heard me and you heard staring me and yo hoe
picture me and yo b-tch at my crib on my posterpidict bed with the sleep number 16 mattress stiff and i’m giving her big long hard country d-ck yeah respect that
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