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Gangsta Boo - Only You lyrics
1 - [Boo] For only you nigga, I would cherish all of these times [Rock] For only you, I'd live a fuckin' world of crime [Boo] For only you, give me feelings that I can't understand [Rock] For only you, be the one to help me murda yo' man Repeat 1 [Gangsta Boo] I love you nigga, listen to me, tell me what you need I got yo' back & front, baby, do what you please But you hurt me, boy, you just drivin' me crazy Thinkin' of the day we met in yo' 600 Mercedes Havin' suicidal thoughts Oops, I love you too much You just don't know what you be doin' when I'm feelin' yo' touch Get to schemin, play a role, like I'm in a soap opera Findin' bitches number in yo' wallet, and how I'mma stop it (What should I do?) Go bother the niggas that is down wit yo' crew >From me to you, this Gangsta Boo, and I'm just tellin' the truth You hurt me bad, feelin' strange, wit revenge on my mind Call my baby from the 8 and say "it's been a long time" How are ya doin'? (Doin' great) I got problems on mind This nigga told me that he love me, but I guess he's a liar Somebody, bye bitch nigga, I'mma get yo' ass back You played up on a real bitch, now it's time fo' yo' nap Repeat 1 Repeat 1 [T. Rock] This is givin' me asistance in committin' adultery in the late night Makin' love 'til ya had me where I couldn't concentrate right Hypnotizin' my thought process wit love, ? & venom Prepared to kill for you, I fold, make sure pistol that pin 'em Though you be wit it, this affair is too good to be true It must be blessed Besides, yo' man is too posessive & over-protective You want him deceased, I'll be da trigga man on the piece After it's over, you & I can have an intimate feast Let me know the time & location plus how to do it You told me 12 at yo' house, sliced & least dilluted So I'm creepin' to the doorstep of your 30 million mansion It's time fo' havoc, ???, he'll be evicted on the fuckin' minute You been takin' shovin' & orders He bust & you're a torch Sliced him to death, threw his carcus over the river water Now it's Paco & Miss Lady, modern day Clyde & Bonnie Livin' off your husbands real money, for greediness ??? Repeat 1 Repeat 1 [Gangsta Boo] I tried to be good, I didn't want to set him up for this But mama sold jewelry, what you sold you bitch I'm cookin', makin' him feel good after it's all planned I'm havin' second thoughts but now I got me a new man (His last meal) Like his ass locked up hell tight I sexed him down once he ate his food, this was like right After the clock struck 9, 12 on midnight, he finished Cuz my baby Paco wanna blow his brains on the ceiling Hope his folks don't be mad Fuck it! I just might flee Because he left a lot of money in the S-A-F-E Too good to be true Gangsta Boo love somebody But you nobody until yo' ass kill somebody I'm thinkin' quick, my hands are wet, maybe it's from my sweat 11:45 is here, I guess the stash it 'tected So blood baths can begin cuz I'm in it to win Not to be hurt in the end I'm a deadly friend |
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