Lirik Lagu Tryin To Do Something - Master P
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ugh ha, do that to one of those tenderoniesand uh, that mean you trying to do somethingI'm trying to do something, ya'll hear that
chorus:the eye contact that you and I sharemake me wanna be real and make these niggas disappearif I could I wouldand I ain't even frontinI'm gonna be real with ya, look I'm trying to do somethingthe eye contact that you and I sharemake me wanna be real and make these niggas disappearif I could I wouldand I ain't even frontinI'm gonna be blunt with ya, look I'm trying to do something
maybe it's the bud in me, or the thug in Pgot these ghetto hoties wanting to put they love in meI'm a G from the CP3 and dedicatedscreaming No Limit Soldiers and these playa haters hate itrelax shorty, hit the blunt, drop the Rugercome close to a nigga, let the P seduce yawork it like a Solo Flex, say you wanna a ruff-neckCristal and strawberries, weed smoking, rough sexI want you to open your legs as wide as you couldso I can hit from the back with this nickle plated woodup and down like a roller coasterfrom your stomach to your backlet a gangsta poke yaI ain't trippin, never slippin cause I got straps9 months later, we ain't bustin no capscrispy clean, no strings attachedlittle bump-n-grind, miss thang are you with that
CHORUS
I heard you want a romancewont you lay up there and give me the chanceI ain't saying romance, now what you to be enhancedI'm matured enough, and I ain't approached you for nothingand the reason I came up off cause you workig with somethingnow I done had a little herb, now I done build up the nerveon top of that my head tight from everything the boss serveI'm pitching, cause your curves got me wanting to slide homeand prove that I flip other things besides ounztel your girl you're gone, baby you gots to romehe leaving with things, he get it on, get it onyou cold make m
chorus:the eye contact that you and I sharemake me wanna be real and make these niggas disappearif I could I wouldand I ain't even frontinI'm gonna be real with ya, look I'm trying to do somethingthe eye contact that you and I sharemake me wanna be real and make these niggas disappearif I could I wouldand I ain't even frontinI'm gonna be blunt with ya, look I'm trying to do something
maybe it's the bud in me, or the thug in Pgot these ghetto hoties wanting to put they love in meI'm a G from the CP3 and dedicatedscreaming No Limit Soldiers and these playa haters hate itrelax shorty, hit the blunt, drop the Rugercome close to a nigga, let the P seduce yawork it like a Solo Flex, say you wanna a ruff-neckCristal and strawberries, weed smoking, rough sexI want you to open your legs as wide as you couldso I can hit from the back with this nickle plated woodup and down like a roller coasterfrom your stomach to your backlet a gangsta poke yaI ain't trippin, never slippin cause I got straps9 months later, we ain't bustin no capscrispy clean, no strings attachedlittle bump-n-grind, miss thang are you with that
CHORUS
I heard you want a romancewont you lay up there and give me the chanceI ain't saying romance, now what you to be enhancedI'm matured enough, and I ain't approached you for nothingand the reason I came up off cause you workig with somethingnow I done had a little herb, now I done build up the nerveon top of that my head tight from everything the boss serveI'm pitching, cause your curves got me wanting to slide homeand prove that I flip other things besides ounztel your girl you're gone, baby you gots to romehe leaving with things, he get it on, get it onyou cold make m
