paroles de chanson Give It to Me (feat. Raheem DeVaughn) - Raheem DeVaughn , Saigon
Haha,
let
me
in
mayne
I'm
back
for
the
first
time
fucker
Cancer,
that's
the
sign
sucker
So
pucker
up
and
kiss
the
fist
of
this
lyricist
This,
this
shit
is
ridiculous
I'll
be
the
first
one
to
say
it
DJ's,
damn
right
they
gon'
play
it
If
not
then
fuck
it
I'll
take
it
To
the
internet,
do
it
myself,
they
can't
say
shit
But
the
club
gon'
love
it
But
be
careful,
the
thugs
gon'
thug
it
They'll
hit
you
upside
your
head
With
a
whole
half-full
Hennessy
bottle
and
think
nothin
of
it
Bitch
won't
fuck
me
then
she's
celibate
Brad
Pitt
couldn't
fuck
that
chick
(uh-uh)
Unless
she
really
just
a
ho
and
I
don't
know
If
so
I'll
call
up
the
Bishop
Magic
(hello?)
He
gon'
give
me
couple
lines
to
fuck
up
her
mind
Minutes
later
I'll
be
grindin
on
her
from
behind
Tell
her,
"Turn
around,
quit
kiddin
with
me
Grown
ass
woman,
girl
give
it
to
me!"
You
ain't
gotta
be
my
girl
I
don't
even
know
yo'
sign,
ohhh
I
just
wanna
fiend
and
we
Will
let
you
rub
up
on
mine,
ohhh
There's
no
need
to
stop
now
(give
it
to
me!)
Girl
I
want
you
on
top
now
(give
it
to
me!)
So
as
soon
as
the
beat
drop
now
(give
it
to
me!)
Girl
you
gotta
break
me
off,
uh-huh
What
up?
What
it
is
my
nucca?
I'm
back
up
in
this
muh'fucker
So
knuckle
up
and
kiss
the
fist
of
this
lyricist
This,
this
shit
is
ridiculous!
I'm
trill
like
the
homie
Bun
B
For
real,
there's
only
one
me
They
know
that
I'll
paralyze
a
phony
MC
Am
I
on
some
thug
shit?
Go
on
and
come
see
Cause
I
ain't
even
gotta
say
it
His
jaw
keep
jackin
I'm
gon'
break
it
I'll
stomp
him
in
the
head
with
the
Timberlands
Lucky
you
could
trust
me,
this
muh'fucker
won't
make
it
But
we
ain't
come
here
to
start
a
fight
We
came
to
find
dames
that'll
rock
the
mic
And
I
ain't
talkin
'bout
rhyme
but
the
kind
That'll
do
it
in
the
whip
before
I
turn
out
the
parkin
light
Click
totally
she
was
comin
just
to
kick
it
with
me
Soon
as
she
jumped
in,
I
said
"Lick
it
for
me"
She
said
"Only
if,
only
if
you
will
stick
it
to
me"
I
said
"C'mon,
quit
playin
girl,
give
it
to
me!"
You
ain't
got
to
act
stingy
You
should
give
a
nigga
them
drawers
(give
me
them
drawers)
And
if
you
can't
be
that
friendly
Can
you
at
least
lick
these
balls?
(Can
you
lick
these
balls?)
I
brought
yo'
black
ass
to
Wendy's
You
ain't
even
break
me
off
(chick
break
me)
Now
I
hate
bein
on
your
top
slate
Lil'
hooker
you
can
take
me
off
(ha
ha!)
Yes,
y'all'in,
to
the
light
beat
and
Hookers
on
my
(Bat-man)
like
I'm
Mike
Keaton
It's
only
right
that
I
spend
the
night
skeetin
In
the
morn'
I'm
gone,
it
was
nice
meetin
(nice
meeting
you)
You
and
your
coochie
hole
too
And
all
I
had
to
say
was
"You're
beautiful
boo"
I
ain't
buy
diamonds,
no
Gucci,
no
shoe
(uh-uh)
Like
these
other
muh'fuckin
foolio
do
(nope)
Look
I
ain't
even
a
pimp,
but
pimpin
I'm
pimpin
Me
and
the
nine
inches,
divine
intervention
So
listen,
'less
you
wanna
get
fucked
up
literally
Put
your
weight
down
on
me
girl,
give
it
to
me!
1 Station Identification (Intro) (feat. Fatman Scoop)
2 The Invitation (feat. Q Tip & Fatman Scoop)
3 Enemies
4 Clap (feat. Faith Evans)
5 Preacher
6 It's Alright (feat. Marsha Ambrosius)
7 Give It to Me (feat. Raheem DeVaughn)
8 What the Lovers Do (feat. Devin The Dude)
9 And the Winner Is (feat. Bun B)
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