Mal

Mal - Fui A Refugiarme lyrics

(feat. Clee, Numskull)

[Numskull, Money B & Clee]

Is this my party or yours, my time or yours

My drank or yours, my place or yours

Can you drive? Naw, I'll drive

I don't lie, you lie

I even tell the truth when I lie

Now gimme some head, cause its the last time

You'll ever see a nigga like me

I'm on some fuckin and flee

You only hate cause you lovin to eat

You heard Tupac tape, and now you thuggin wit three

Bankrupt, hoodrats, and now they lovin some me

[Money B]

Say bitch do me a favor

Go get your boy a bat, and two shots of yay (alright)

I'm thinkin you my flava, I'm bout to put you on my hip

Let you vibrate my shit like a pager

That ass is lookin major

Do you fuck on the first date?

Well lets skate like Armor Yaga

They say the best pussy is new pussy

You even true pussy

I turned you into crew pussy

[Clee]

Now look at this bitch, she bout a eight or a nine

But a eight next to Clee, gon make her a dime

I just met the bitch, and she want me to make her mine

But I'm like bitch, grab a ticket, get a number, wait in line

And haters find me to be they worst nightmare

Cause I have they bitch cleanin house in they nightware

They be like, where in the fuck is my bitch at?

She proably blowin me back, while she blowin ya scratch

[Chorus]

Put Cha thang on me

I'm tryna drink, fuck, nut and get up

You got your name on me

I see you lookin right, but what yo cash lookin like

Put cha thang on me

You say you wanna make it hot, well lets shake the spot

You got your name on me

Bitch we ain't trippin on ya

We from Oakland, California!

[Money B]

I'm drinkin hard liqour, the results come quicker

I got scratch bitch wikka wikka

I'm sick of you bousy hos

I be fuckin wit them hoodrats and ????(make a bitch bust a nudey pose)

Fuck that, you got the plush cat, whats that?

Bend over, and lemme touch that(whats that?)

A freckled face nutstasche

Make em take they knee like a touchback

And grab a hold to my nutsack, and lemme bust that

[Numskull]

I'm proably the dopest nigga that the earth ever made

I'm fine, I'm long, got game, and I'm paid

Nigga I can pull a bitch in a mail man suit

Leavin checks to checks, scopin in my steel toe boots

Now, watch what I tell ya, i'ma pull Lil Kim

Cause she done got some shit fixed

Now she holdin her ten

From here, its fair game, fuckin everybodys bitch

Payroll on mine, I ain't turnin down shit

[Clee]

Well heres a little somethin about a nigga like Clee

Nigga been a playa since elementary

And I'ma stay a playa till the next century

Got the ???sayin, wow bitch its Clee

Let a bitch hit to me, I'm the one she wanna leave wit

I'ma have that bitch, playboy, please believe it

We run game on em, then we run trains on em

Its even to the point when they put our names on em

[Chorus]

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