TheAuthor - You Can Have Her lyrics

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TheAuthor - You Can Have Her lyrics

[Intro: Zak Morris] Look man... I'm not the type You know To make you stop being you By all means....do what you do All I'm saying though is If you're trying to be my girl You don't do sh** like that Have some respect [Verse 1: Zak Morris] I met you on a...I don't know I met you when you was wearing that...I don't know I guess they were shell toes or something plain Plain Jane, wam bam thank you ma'am It's not important, but what is: The feeling that we felt in the time that we did Momentary lust was so scary And I said, 'Sorry' so sincerely Too many times tho, I'll admit It was the same sh**, same old thing and predicament I don't get over that sh** quick sh**! I don't get over that sh** And what you want me to do? Change me? sh**! I ain't a baby! Safety's on, if you get a little cranky Sike! I wouldn't shoot you but I'd probably bust it in your eye [Chorus: Zak Morris] x2 You can have her, I don't want her She ain't my type anyway, I don't flaunt her I don't give her the attention she want (guess not) sh**! Might as well roll a blunt! [Verse 2: Zak Morris] I'm sorry we can't see eye to eye I'm sorry we can't realize why I'm sorry that I hurt you when I hit it from the back I can't help that I mean I can. And I do. Trust me I mean...I want to, lustfully And you ain't gotta be like that I ain't really mean to do it, I'm just caught up in the act And I mean Damn! If I want a BJ... What I gotta do? Give you 50 dollars, say, 'Hey!" Would you like to s** my dick? or could you just try To do it without me asking? Need I say why? But it doesn't really matter now does it? I'm just venting...to the public And I'm sorry if you feel some way... Somebody else probably feel the same thing... [Chorus: Zak Morris] x2 You can have her, I don't want her She ain't my type anyway, I don't flaunt her I don't give her the attention she want (guess not) sh**! Might as well roll a blunt! [Verse 3: TheAuthor] I might as well stroll up I'm with all my n***as, yea, so like what's the hold up These chicks in they bag Louis Gucci Michael Kors You stay up on they mind When you stay up in them stores Whats the cost of love What's it going for? Retail? What's the situation? All I said was patience And all she wanted was a man That put that fear, Freddy, Jason Said I wasn't established And I seem complacent Chicks really don't know what they chasing Dreams, or a n***a on the team She livind a reality star dream Maybe write a book Switch the facts Maybe she lonely Need something in her back I can tell by them hoe eyes And the way you throw it back And she chiefing on the 'L' "Here chick!' Pa** it back! She just needs some attention I done been done with her dog Have her back