Lirik Lagu Fuck With Me - Outlawz
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[Young Noble] - repeated throughout track - x 23Fuck With Me!
[Napolean - Verse 1]Baby-girl, you know you put it on meShakin your ass in the quarter for meIt's like de-ja-vu the way I met youYou told me you and your nephewBlow Makaveli too, but smash that booCause that's a bootlegAnd it was hard to take my eyes off your legsListen can I buy you a drink?Let your home girl hold your minkThe dead thought made for you and meCan you walk with me, talk with meOr one-night stand with me, probablyThe answer I can hear tonightHips, dick-lick the lips, bitch you goin home tonightI'm a money-maker, just shakin that thing your momma gave youCreamin that black heritage, I can't wait to taste yaYou got one life to live, with much to giveDon't play yourself short, Miss Thang, give it hereAnd what's this I hear, about you top classThat down-south ass will make me spend some cashNow did you listen to the words I was spittin at ya?You so much you gonna make g-star rival at ya
[Young Noble - Verse 2]I give it to you good girl, in the heat of the nightEven when I'm rollin, cream you rightAnd I ain't even tryin to sleep on old girlMillennium dime-piece she movin her own worldAnd don't be a leader, brag on his dickI ain't tryin to lock you down, hear the slap on the wristAnd I'm the type that talks flicks, when I'm up in itShe ain't the type to throw fits when I bust in itSo what's fuckin with thatShe like to lay on her stomach so I bust on her backAnd I don't care if she a groupie or notI'm gettin head on the block and the hooptie'll dropRoot-Crew been hot since back in the dayAnd since I knew Pac, I'm havin my wayAnd now you wish you would have stuck with meCause all your honeys wanna fuck with meWhere they at? Where they at?
[Chorus - EDI Mean]Because I'm headin somewhereAnd them other (niggaz baby) (rappers gone) gonna be dead in a yearPlus, I know you tired of them fake thugsAll-be gangstaz in they video with make-upUh, I don't think so nigga, I'm an outlaw niggaHear the heat blow nigga?Uh, then have the time of your lifeOne night, next day you tell them people you're my wifeCause can't nobody do it like thisA lot of mother fuckers talkin but we true to this shit
[EDI Mean - Verse 3]Come on, straight off the straights of hard time and no luckSome wonderin niggaz that ankled this game and came upThey ain't wanna fuck with us power to thisBut we said 'fuck that' and set fire to this bitch niggaOutlaw, just some ridahs on our own missionThe trite and true, we un-fuck with a booIt's critical, the game change, we stay the sameA lot of shit y'all doin now, I did when I was seventeenAnd that's the truth if I ever heard itHard time, sometime, but I know it's gonna be worth this shitWe done got it together, we gonna party togetherThey try to stop what we doin, we give em 'Hell man whatever'Shit this how a live nigga do it, ride or die nigga blew itWe don't try nigga, lose itAnd let em know not to fuck with youAnd touch your boo, bust your tooth, hush them fools
Chorus
[Kastro - Verse 4]Uh, a big dick to strokeI ain't braggin, I'm just lettin you knowUh, and ever sicne you bounced on me, baby I've been ready to goUh, and we can keep this between usNut with nothin much to discussUh, or we can let it out to the worldMake a boy or a girl, it's on usBaby, I like it when you show me your tongueLick on my balls until I cum and yell 'stop, stop'Uh, and when I blow on your clitStick my thumb where you shit, you get hotDamn, nasty, plus you got a big old assThat pop like a gun, go 'blast, blast'And you think your girl was fuckedAlways talkin all that jazzSo don't fuck with meI'm not the nigga you loveI'm just the nigga you fuckI ain't the nigga to her
Chorus
[Napolean - Verse 1]Baby-girl, you know you put it on meShakin your ass in the quarter for meIt's like de-ja-vu the way I met youYou told me you and your nephewBlow Makaveli too, but smash that booCause that's a bootlegAnd it was hard to take my eyes off your legsListen can I buy you a drink?Let your home girl hold your minkThe dead thought made for you and meCan you walk with me, talk with meOr one-night stand with me, probablyThe answer I can hear tonightHips, dick-lick the lips, bitch you goin home tonightI'm a money-maker, just shakin that thing your momma gave youCreamin that black heritage, I can't wait to taste yaYou got one life to live, with much to giveDon't play yourself short, Miss Thang, give it hereAnd what's this I hear, about you top classThat down-south ass will make me spend some cashNow did you listen to the words I was spittin at ya?You so much you gonna make g-star rival at ya
[Young Noble - Verse 2]I give it to you good girl, in the heat of the nightEven when I'm rollin, cream you rightAnd I ain't even tryin to sleep on old girlMillennium dime-piece she movin her own worldAnd don't be a leader, brag on his dickI ain't tryin to lock you down, hear the slap on the wristAnd I'm the type that talks flicks, when I'm up in itShe ain't the type to throw fits when I bust in itSo what's fuckin with thatShe like to lay on her stomach so I bust on her backAnd I don't care if she a groupie or notI'm gettin head on the block and the hooptie'll dropRoot-Crew been hot since back in the dayAnd since I knew Pac, I'm havin my wayAnd now you wish you would have stuck with meCause all your honeys wanna fuck with meWhere they at? Where they at?
[Chorus - EDI Mean]Because I'm headin somewhereAnd them other (niggaz baby) (rappers gone) gonna be dead in a yearPlus, I know you tired of them fake thugsAll-be gangstaz in they video with make-upUh, I don't think so nigga, I'm an outlaw niggaHear the heat blow nigga?Uh, then have the time of your lifeOne night, next day you tell them people you're my wifeCause can't nobody do it like thisA lot of mother fuckers talkin but we true to this shit
[EDI Mean - Verse 3]Come on, straight off the straights of hard time and no luckSome wonderin niggaz that ankled this game and came upThey ain't wanna fuck with us power to thisBut we said 'fuck that' and set fire to this bitch niggaOutlaw, just some ridahs on our own missionThe trite and true, we un-fuck with a booIt's critical, the game change, we stay the sameA lot of shit y'all doin now, I did when I was seventeenAnd that's the truth if I ever heard itHard time, sometime, but I know it's gonna be worth this shitWe done got it together, we gonna party togetherThey try to stop what we doin, we give em 'Hell man whatever'Shit this how a live nigga do it, ride or die nigga blew itWe don't try nigga, lose itAnd let em know not to fuck with youAnd touch your boo, bust your tooth, hush them fools
Chorus
[Kastro - Verse 4]Uh, a big dick to strokeI ain't braggin, I'm just lettin you knowUh, and ever sicne you bounced on me, baby I've been ready to goUh, and we can keep this between usNut with nothin much to discussUh, or we can let it out to the worldMake a boy or a girl, it's on usBaby, I like it when you show me your tongueLick on my balls until I cum and yell 'stop, stop'Uh, and when I blow on your clitStick my thumb where you shit, you get hotDamn, nasty, plus you got a big old assThat pop like a gun, go 'blast, blast'And you think your girl was fuckedAlways talkin all that jazzSo don't fuck with meI'm not the nigga you loveI'm just the nigga you fuckI ain't the nigga to her
Chorus
