Lyrical Breakdown of black stacey dash - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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Ain't nobody got time for that
One time further we go, dance every week
Saw you in my bed, I know you want it bad
Yeah, girl, you want my body, know you such a hottie
I don't wanna fuck you, I just wanna love you, baby
S.O.S, take all my taxes, baby, I'm not stressed
I'm gonna catch you, baby, hide and seek
I'm gonna snatch you, baby, oh my God (oh)
I got the special, baby, sex on the beach
And I been downtown, I'll ask you, baby
Fuck BET, ain't nothing gon' change that channel, baby
Oh, my Lord (Lord), maybe I'll catch the next stop
When I hit those streets, you gon' be my ex-girl, baby
Girl, you're so sexy (fuck me), why you wanna sex me?
Heard you wasn't bi, had to tell you "Bye"
Seen you at a show, I treat you like a hoe
Baby, I'm so thirsty, I want you in the worst way, baby
Uh, take all my taxes, baby
I don't know, I'm gonna catch you, baby
Fuck your man, I got the passion, baby
Ride downtown with the niggas
And I see you with your fashion, baby
Who did you love that I gotta shake hands with?
Who did you love that I gotta make plans with?
If I can't stand it, I can't stand it
Girl, I'm a bastard, I'm Manson
Baby, I'm rancid, got the street nigga passion
I could be an assassin, baby, I'm the man with the-, uh
I should be in a casket
Oh, you just fuck me (I'm gonna cum right now)
Oh, fuck (yes, yeah)
Uh, yes
You know what I'm saying, babe (I know)