[Intro: Birdman]
My n***a T-Rone
The newest member of the family
YMCMB, Rich Gang fo' life
BLAAAT~!
{M-Geezy} {*echoes*}
[T Rone]
T-Rone~!
Realest sh** I've ever wrote
1, 2, 1..
[Hook: T-Rone] w/ Raheem Devaughn ad-libs
Hello, love, I know ya deal
And I know you can get me k**ed
Get me k**ed...
How dare ya judge... the ways of lust
When you're the reason that I don't trust?
f** you, love - f** you, love
Hello, love, I know your deal
And I know you can get me k**ed
You can get me k**ed, f** you, love - f** you, looooove
f** you, love - f** you, love - f** you, love
f** you, love; I know you can get me k**ed...
[Juicy J]
Juicy J, I don't love these b**hes, I don't trust 'em either
Ratchet chick ain't no keeper, I just f**in' leave her
I'm married to this money - I be chasin' cash
You married to that b**h? She talk 'bout takin' half
These hoes smart - gold diggers be going hard
Leave your a**, now you sick - broke n***a with a broken heart
I'm smokin' like a chimney, your girl wanna f** my Bentley
You in love with that freaky ho, you'll give that chick a kidney
We don't fall in love, man, we stickily pimpin'
I'm in VIP, sippin' with the baddest b**hes
Smokin' on some loud, trippy n***as we turn it up
Your girlfriend gon' give me head in the bathroom, I'm a burn her up
And then I sent her home to her man (goodbye)
And then I go scoop that chick again
And she wanna f** me in my Benz, b**hes with you for your ends
And you blind to see you trust her when she say "I'm just a friend"
[Hook: T-Rone]
Hello, love, I know your deal
And I know you can get me k**ed
You can get me k**ed; f** you, love - f** you, loooove
f** you, love - f** you, love - f** you, love
f** you, love
[Jim Jones]
Well it hurt, love, don't love nobody (true) but I love your body (true)
And lord knows, had you on froze when I dug that body
Is it lust? So easily, you gain a n***a's trust
It's gettin' scary, she's gettin' eerie to get a n***a's bucks (back up b**h)
All we do is argue - tit for tat, go back and fourth
Last time we had to argue, you had 'em kick me out and put you back on the porch (it's not fair)
So f** love, yeah, f** you love
Cause when we break up, we make up and I f** you, love (you like that?)
Did it hurt, love? You could get me k**ed
You know, d**h threats with the best s**; this sh**'s the world
[Hook: T-Rone]
Hello, love, I know ya deal
And I know you can get me k**ed
Get me k**ed...
How dare ya judge... the ways of lust
When you're the reason that I don't trust?
f** you, love - f** you, love
Hello, love
[Fat Joe]
Cause I love hustlin'
Got a stick in the truck, b**h, cause I love bustin'
She love the way it feel, and Jesus walk through customs
Giuseppe on them heels, yeah them Kanye customs
I don't make love - sh**, I love f**in'
I hit it from the back like what the cat done drugged in
She blowin' that loud, I keep the p**y on tilt
Beautiful faces sayin' "I got milk"
She lovin' the crew, we met back at the club
Now we get it on the weekend, that's Saturday love
Sunday night's Bamboo, I'll touch you up
Take you back to the crib and f** you, love
[Outro: T-Rone]
Hello, love, I know your deal
And I know you can get me k**ed
You can get me k**ed; f** you, love - f** you, looooove
f** you, love - f** you, love - f** you, love
f** you, love; I know you can get me k**ed (WHOO!)