CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : After Lovin U
I saw her walkin' by, uh, shawty say what's up
I say I'm sugar daddy, comin' with them candy nuts
How are you? Follow through, probably get her with a round or two
What you do is nothing new, I get a crew that'll cut you too
Different woman, different story
You can paint it for me, got her horny posing callin' loudly while I'm on the camera recordin' her
Whorin' her, only puttin' four in her
Altering the speech will turn this freak into a foreigner
So what you say?
I'm only able to hit April in the month of May?
The whole summer I just wondered what I am to say?
I cut these broads off, panties are all soft
Sometimes I stroke her, and I poke her, 'til it falls off
Call her back, wishin' that, I could take her to my crib
Show her just how I live, then I give her two broke ribs
And I'm drinkin' this drink, puffin' purple and dank
You fallin' over, so what's sober homie, what you think?
And what you fiending for? This d**k you need to score
And you're a fool if you would think that I would beat it raw
Some alcoholic sh*t, throw up in the toilet sh*t
That's why you only hit it once and never call a b*t*h
Some of you, some of you dudes don't even know
Like, she was supposed to be in the club
She's not supposed to be at your crib
I say I'm sugar daddy, comin' with them candy nuts
How are you? Follow through, probably get her with a round or two
What you do is nothing new, I get a crew that'll cut you too
Different woman, different story
You can paint it for me, got her horny posing callin' loudly while I'm on the camera recordin' her
Whorin' her, only puttin' four in her
Altering the speech will turn this freak into a foreigner
So what you say?
I'm only able to hit April in the month of May?
The whole summer I just wondered what I am to say?
I cut these broads off, panties are all soft
Sometimes I stroke her, and I poke her, 'til it falls off
Call her back, wishin' that, I could take her to my crib
Show her just how I live, then I give her two broke ribs
And I'm drinkin' this drink, puffin' purple and dank
You fallin' over, so what's sober homie, what you think?
And what you fiending for? This d**k you need to score
And you're a fool if you would think that I would beat it raw
Some alcoholic sh*t, throw up in the toilet sh*t
That's why you only hit it once and never call a b*t*h
Some of you, some of you dudes don't even know
Like, she was supposed to be in the club
She's not supposed to be at your crib
