Diced Pineapples - Fabolous - Trey Songz - Cassie - The Soul Tape 2 - 2012
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*lyrics*
Shorty so cold pussy winterfresh, reservations to eat and you my dinner guest, shorty clean up nice never been a mess, to take a lil pain i see them tattoos in her flesh, but i aint tryin to hurt her cuz ive always been the best, at makin my shorty feel it till she feel it in her chest, sex excellent i get 100 when i test, imma fan of her talent so i always been impressed, sex in the city on my black satin sheets, wet as hurricane sandy on these manhattan streets, lit a few candles like my power had reach, then take her places her last nigga hadnt reached, bitch so bad i know her parents went threw hell, smart mouth when we argue i swear she went to yale, i wanna touch her not using my hands, make her dance without using the bands

*hook*
call me crazy shit at least you called me, feels better when you let it all on me boy, know its easy to get caught up in the moment but you say it cuz u mad, then take it all back, we fuck all night, till things get right, then we fuck all night, till things get right

*verse 2*
the club poppin but she dont wanna go there, her friends know where she going every time she tells them no where, im the only one that get up in that VIP, my money grown baby aint no need to see ID, slide her something just to come thru host money, at least niggas know you gettin to the most money, club my place you where what you wanna wear, but you overdressed if you wearin underwear, now turn up, couple jays to burn up, couple spots to hideout, now let that playlist ride out, where i live on sunday, yo place monday, her hand in my pants all that al bundy, pull it out like a pistol yo, kissin on the balls like the dick mistletoe, told her do that thing i like bet she listen yo, bad bitch good girl now grab christmas doe

*hook*
call me crazy shit at least you called me, feels better when you let it all on me boy, know its easy to get caught up in the moment but you say it cuz u mad, then take it all back, we fuck all night, till things get right, then we fuck all night, till things get right

*verse 3*
pussy sweeter then some fresh fruit, she gushin i drink the best juice, imma drink it till theres nothin left too, she playin with herself too, ive been thinkin about her all day, she perform like its broadway, yea we hop in the range, she off top with the brain, got the windows down broad day, just look at her spectacular, throw her on the stove flip her like a spatula, other niggas want her but she see them niggas wack to her, side bitch trippin cuz i dont ever get back to her, my bitch like bitches but none my bitches bad to her, she said trigga why i aint never seen u with a bad bitch, that just mean all these other bitches average, 100% real all these bitches is plastic, my rockin godess she walk like she need her ass kissed, well i guess see need her ass kissed, diced pineapples, supa fine at you, if she giving head she throwin her mind at you, fuck these other bitches nigga she dont mind that you do, might wanna watch not talking time that you do, never fakin why they hella frontin, keep it real with her yea thats all she ever wanted, some bout come outta me she dont ever dissapoint, london on the balcony aboutta smoke another joint, miami on the yacht, she pullin on my pistol sayin how she want my cock, metaphoric bliss, shawty you the shit, couple days with her man that all i ever get, n' she got a lil sister, thats all she ever with, game like a nigga man thats all she ever spit, montreal was a first time, swear her pussy just like the first line, scars on my back she left a couple there, spent a couple stacks i done bought a couple pairs, tryin bag mine my nigga i double dare, never retract statements nigga im never scared, niggas be switchin up my nigga im never weird, back on another leer, ill leave you niggas here, all in another year, all in another lane, all in another gear, all of you niggas lame, all of you niggas here, listen up bitch niggas bitchin up, guess you doin what u supposed too, let a real nigga hold you, back to my baby girl though, i just need you in my world yo

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