Gangsta Boo - Ltente lyrics

[Verse 1: Lord Infamous] Let me just take you somewhere secret Gonna cut all of the lights down dim, forget all About your world, we gonna just flow wit what we feel, let's share all You're private thoughts, I'm not just Out for your s**, let me simp- -Lify the things in life that You find complex, forget what You heard bout me, cause you're a Scarecrow groupie, but there's no Pressure on you, cause you know What you must do, check this out Let's have a drink, and I'll give You time to think, let me puff This Buddha blunt and cut on This p**no bump, girl come lounge Here by my side, tonight you're My Devil's bride, and as a Freak deep inside, have no shame No need to hide, why do you Keep on blushing it-it off Like a s*ut, she-she must be Kind of tipsy on this Chrystal like a gypsy Now I got Her on all fours, bout to break Down the head-board, crash this broad On through the wall, now she houndin' like a dog Sweat poured We hit the floor, it don't quit Another one ripped It's just another victim of Lord Infamous Late night tip... [Hook: Lord Infamous & Gangsta Boo] [I'm not the type to get involved in long relationships (Why?) Taking trips and buying gifts, I'm sorry I'm not on that tip (What?) If you want romance, you should just think who you already with (Okay) If you in that mood, you can just hit me on that late night tip (Ohh) [I'm not the type to get involved in long relationships (Why?) Taking trips and buying gifts, I'm sorry I'm not on that tip (What?) If you want romance, you should just think who you already with (Okay) If you in that mood, you can just hit me on that late night tip (Ohh) [Verse 2: DJ Paul & Gangsta Boo] I done seen Some funny sh** since I got in this game They wants my crib They wants my kids since I done gots my fame I never recall you askin' ya last boyfriend for nathin' But now the big, 'Burban on golds got'cha aggrivated I need a coach bag I can't be even doing it I need my hair done Me too, I ain't got nothin' to do wit it I been through wit it, you 'n it Since the first time ya asked And might I add Playas like me can't be savin you rags [Verse 3: Gangsta Boo] I ain't with that non-sense Or that lovey-dovey mess Feeling kind of freaky Late night calling 'cause you got the best Slip on Victoria Secrets Hit the liquor store before it close Call Chris so I can get something white to throw up in my nose No I'm feeling fine Freaking you out is on my mind Let me get up on your pony like your name was Ginuwine Got you caught up in the mix Mystic girl from Triple-Six Late night tip is all we had You just came, so trick that's it (That's it) [Hook: Lord Infamous & Gangsta Boo] [I'm not the type to get involved in long relationships (Why?) Taking trips and buying gifts, I'm sorry I'm not on that tip (What?) If you want romance, you should just think who you already with (Okay) If you in that mood, you can just hit me on that late night tip (Ohh) [I'm not the type to get involved in long relationships (Why?) Taking trips and buying gifts, I'm sorry I'm not on that tip (What?) If you want romance, you should just think who you already with (Okay) If you in that mood, you can just hit me on that late night tip (Ohh)