Lustful '97

(Verse 1) No time for you fake ass niggas Sit back with a bitch and I relax nigga Too many niggas be done for nothing Hold it down for my city, got a grind for something You got steez, but mine's is bumping Your bitch got beauty, but mine’s from London She is a top notch foreign bitch With beauty, a lot of booty, her pussy is rich A bitch want game, but I know I ain't laying Yeah we see eye to eye, but we ain’t the same Stay in your lane if you wanna maintain Attitude will rule, gotta bring the pain Screaming my name as I go in slow Deep, deep like the sea, say you loved me, yo I go so hard like brooklyn nigga Sitting down on the porch counting my new figures A nigga talk shit, seeing how they will or But I can’t be back, you just want a hired killer Gorilla all black, raider klan we squilla And I stay low key like a young caterpillar My niggas putting on for the goddamn klan As I work the microphone with my dick in my hands A chill pill make you feel good like me As I knock the pussy out, Muhammad Ali I’ll beat, that, and even sting like the poker brick You a snake like but this ain't nothing like Ye Had a dream like Martin Luther Vandross Playing in the room, while I’m laying with her pants off Pretty yeah, long hair she don't care Said she love me and my dick, she can't share Nowhere, no way, can how The fuck you think you own me Bitch get out And the bitch all on me (Chorus) You me want me, I want you, I want you! You want me, I want you, I want you! You want me, I want you, I want you! You want me, I want you, I want you! You want me, I want you, I want you! You want me, I want you, I want you! You want me, I want you, I want you! You want me, I want you, I want you! (Verse 2) Im just a weirdo, (weirdo) Gold teeth shine (shine) like a sun so clear though (clear though) How do I appear though? (appear though) Do I seem dark (dark), or do I seem bright though (bright though) I dont even like hoes (like hoes) That try to come down (down), and make it on the radio (radio) Nigga fuck a stero (stereo)..type And bite, slapping juliet and romeo (romeo) People kinda phony though (phony though) But money still talk, so I kill 'em like a pony though (pony though) She fucking with a phony though (phony though) I'm a wild boy so I made her ride a rodeo (rodeo) She moving like a merry-go (merry go) Round and round, she go all on me yo (on me yo) Calling me her daddy-yo (daddy-yo) Pretty as a bar with the motherfucking paddy though (paddy though) Gotta be the God of Black (God of Black) Gotta take over the nation (nation) Gotta be real, gotta be trill Gotta do it for the generation '88 Partiac And make sure you a flash her DC scrubs gotta be a goddess similar to Janet Jackson Gotta be the God of Black (God of Black) And make sure nigga's ain't phony (phony) Cus if them niggas dont fuck wit' you Then it makes y'all motherfucking homies Gotta keep making stacks (making stacks) Its all about motherfucking money (money) See, in your family, fucking easter love bunnies You a be filthy rich (filthy rich) full of bitches Shit gotta do it for the bitches Big mansion, by the beach, household full of bad bitches You gotta have every bitch (every bitch) and all the money in the planet (planet) All you gotta do is gimme a wish, and GOD will grant it You gon' save the world (save the world) And make sure we stay trill, theres a lotta fakes, theres a lot of snakes But that ain't too trill Baby you the God of Black (God of Black) You gon have all the millions Fuck these motherfucking haters, fuck they motherfucking feelings! (Chorus) You me want me, I want you, I want you! You want me, I want you, I want you! You want me, I want you, I want you! You want me, I want you, I want you! You want me, I want you, I want you! You want me, I want you, I want you! You want me, I want you, I want you! You want me, I want you, I want you!