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Sisqo

 

Sisqo

(Album: The Hollywood - 2017)


These tings don't love man really
But they wan get touchy feely
I'm still in the cut I'm easy
No guy wan see me in 3D
They squeeze shot tings that we have
We share them out we ain't greedy
Bait hood gal gon do clean up
Good gal wanna get freaky aye
Football shirts with denim
Man don't need no intro
Mandem out there breadin
Peng ting wan tek mans lingo
Man don't cuff or weddin
Word up who's givin them info?
Man step on a hoe, man step on a yat
Man step on a bitch like Sisquo

Groupies don't gas me
2am this ting woulda rang me
Say one of her friends try fan me
Shobo ting wanna holla and clamp me
Kicks on fire like Sanjeev
In the club with Remy or Brandy
Two tings, two cups, one bottle
Gettin fucked in the back like fake taxi
Sly girls that are way too needy
Man don't need them either
Them girls are way too cheeky
Cos the mandem deets a pizza
I swerve, they come
They wanna holla, I ain't eager
Yo bighead, hey stranger
They're sick, hayfever
It weren't like that two years back
Now link up girls say I'm better in person (glowin)
One try shrug man off try brush man off when I met her in Turnham (j-bag)
Now it's a brand new day them girls can't act they're better rehearsin
One hand in the top one hand in the back then tully like Skeppy excersion

These tings don't love man really
But they wan get touchy feely
I'm still in the cut I'm easy
No guy wan see me in 3D
They squeeze shot tings that we have
We share them out we ain't greedy
Bait hood gal gon do clean up
Good gal wanna get freaky aye
Football shirts with denim
Man don't need no intro
Mandem out there breadin
Peng ting wan tek mans lingo
Man don't cuff or weddin
Word up who's givin them info?
Man step on a hoe, man step on a yat
Man step on a bitch like Sisquo

We put lightskin out of fashion
Don't know how it happened
She says she wants n*ggas with beards
So she don't know how I patterned
Make girls come Croydon word up
[?] get down at Clapham
Bait ting but now I'm clappin
Straight in and out she's packin aye
They won't see me in weeks, straight
If she see's me it's peak, bait
Man gon keep it discreet
It's Wednesday link a ting and then creep
Yo, she might see me in ends
Link a ting and her friend
Pass her on to my friend
She think's he's snakin me it's all bless

These tings don't love man really
But they wan get touchy feely
I'm still in the cut I'm easy
No guy wan see me in 3D
We share them out we ain't greedy
Bait hood gal gon do clean up aye
Good gal wanna get freaky

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