Big Tymers

Big Tymers - Gangsta Girl lyrics

(feat. 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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