Big Tymers Lyrics
3. Gangsta Girl
Featuring R Kelly
[R. Kelly - talking (continues behind Chorus)] Roll, cheah, cheah Roll, cheah, cheah Roll, cheah, cheah [Chorus] You can catch me in the club with a gangsta girl When I ride, I'm gonna ride with a gangsta girl When I smoke, I'm gonna smoke with a gangsta girl When I freak, I'm gonna freak me a gangsta . [Verse 1 - R. Kelly] I'm lookin for them gangsta girls, not them fake ass +Wanksta+ girls Just them ghetto fabulous girls, gotta keep 'em in my world Mama makin gangsta moves, rollin with this gangsta dudes Sittin on, spinnin 24's, openin my Bentley doors Drunk at the party, hands up in the air but still she sexy when she shake her body That type of chick that says "hey girl, let's go to the after party" After that we go to my room for the after, after party Y'all know what happens next, Hypnotiq and a rated X, got her singin the greatest sex Now on dubs, rollin up, into the club, raisin 'em up Now we in the back, blazin 'em up [inhale], dice in hand, shakin 'em up I need a chick like that to come and share my gangsta world (woo) And if you in the club with hands up, you can gangsta girl [Baby - talking behind Chorus] Oh yeah I see ya Oh yeah Yeah [Chorus] [Verse 2 - Baby] Ok, mami your so gangsta cause she fuck with nothin but gangsta (gangsta) Type a nigga that a stank a gangsta Drink Hypnotiq and she roll big body, and she got a body, that is gangsta hotty And she fuck with nothin but gangstas that is old O.G.'s (O.G.). 24's on that brand new jeep At a gangsta party, she'll be drinkin Bacardi, and she pops her body, don't you hurt nobody Got my killers in here, they'll squirt somebody, but that Benz so fast, it'll jerk your body And we smokin that Cali dro, totin that Calico Bird man and Kelly mami, let your body roll No one will never know, what happen behind the door I like it fast or slow, a freaky bitch fo sho Street life is all I know, hustlin and stackin dough I file to keep it gangsta, until my cats get closed [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Mannie Fresh] Once upon a time in this place called hood Where the gangsta girls shake it and they all smell good Lived this legendary pimp (pimp) by the name of Fresh Fix hairs, fix nails, fix toes, fix breast But one chick super sick, make every nigga grab his dick Heart pound up and down, when she goin round and round Do the +Snake+, stop and shake, ass like an earthquake I can't wait to meet her uh, undress her, beat her up Now we leavin from the club, and she let me cop a rub Can't believe she choose me, +Feelin On Her Booty+ I'm about to cut like knives, strokin mami with some eyes Takin me to paradise, I nut once, she nut twice Sex in cities, rubbin titties, that's how I get it One more 'gain, with her friend, playa that's how I hit it Now we grippin, grabbin, pullin, stabbin (what is your name?) It's Hypnotiq how I got it, but I'ma glad that you came [Chorus] [Verse 4 - Mannie Fresh] Slim Teresa, and Lakeisha (they some gangsta girls) Tanya, Wanda, and Laneisha (they some gangsta girls) 'Bout fifty Kims all in Tims (gangsta girls) A hundred shorties, all at parties (gangsta girls) Full of drama, baby mama (she's a gangsta girl) When they freakin on the weekend (they some gangsta girls) But they knowin where they goin (the gangsta girls) Fly wheels, pay they bills (the gangsta girls) [Chorus]
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