(Cale Charles) Verse 1:
I got a couple main squeezes
Different women with the same features
Physically speaking, I mean
And, if you'd include the wet ones, then they would be the women of my dreams
Amanda thinks she runs sh**; diarrhea
Same girl used to blush when I would greet her, now she fuss when I don't see her
And, I'm like, "How you got it twisted?"
Yeah, we used to kick it when I'd visit on occasion
But, we never shared relations. You're eye candy, and good for presentation
But, your personality reminds me of a psychiatric patient
Physically, you deserve admiration. But, depict you as a word? "Aggravation"
And, because of your nerve, I'm mad impatient
Trying to be my girl, I'm glad I'm vacant
And, I know that you gon b**h and then cry
I also know you said you can't resist it when I whisper
[Hook]:
Whisper softly; softly in my ear
Whisper sweet things; things I love to hear
(MAT-B) Verse 2:
Got a couple of side b**hes, a couple of ride wit ya's
A couple of LV wearin 2K playin mind givers
A couple of bomb beauties. You would think they're time tickers
A couple we ain't a couple but still them mine, n***a
And me, I be the captain; Extraordinaire at rappin
A chill muthas**a who's never been hip to actin
And them? Well, sometimes man, them chickens get to yappin and snappin
And make ya boy lose it. Almost get to snappin, but never
That's that ho sh**. I got something better
They on a terror, I sit Em down and utter something clever
I school them like robin givens, Head of the Cla**
The heart, I rob and they give in, now I'm detailin the uh
And I just spit that poetic
I'm slick. I know it, I know it
I'm pourin Moët just to get these girls more wet
I set the setting so well
Loretta Devine, blowin pine, just waitin to exhale like..
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(Scoop) Verse 3:
I got a couple girls, I got a couple women
And no baby mamas cause I don't f** with children
I would love to laugh, but I ain't f**ing kidding
Scoop deliver that sweet sh**, so they love to listen
Oh so sweet. As sweet as a Hershey kiss is
They love me out in public be blowing a n***a kisses
You need to chill with that one, shorty. You are not my Mrs..
But, I will let it slide if you badder than three sixes
Damn. With a little more emphasis
Like, "Damn!" Can you tell what the difference is?
Her legs can't get along like people and their differences
So she spread them apart and opened up her heart
She thinks that I'm super man, but I am only Clark
Now she's about about to cum, and I ain't even start
Sent her into cardi-ac. And well, I fulfilled her wishes
And all it took was..
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