I'll put it blunt if that's what you want Yo I am a Cunt and that's what you want You take affront, just shake your butt just shake your butt New York
on Now I'm an only child, so excuse some of my selfish ways I got spoiled when I was young, spoil myself today But I feed at least a thousand stomachs and how I
I know a nigga this grown shouldn't be so fresh But I do this for my true fans who made me So if you aint a fan I could give a fuck if you play me
, no more dying I just wanna be free I'm taking the trouble right to your door Why'd you do it you bastard, don't love you no more Sinners beside me
be loved Don't want to fight you baby Love me, love me, love me, love me yeah Just want to be loved Oh I.... Love me, love me, love me, love me yeah
Heard you diss me, on the TV Put your words in the mouth of a school I loved Wham when I was at school Mel C, you wannabe...talented, you got lucky
Oh yeah baby I wanna tell you something girl God intended and you planned it It was meant to be Like a lover, or a brother I'll shield you from the enemy
) But thats the price when you nice with it. And them ladies gonna like cuz you light-skinned, I take advantage of the situation, I'm hitting dimes from
and chain, I named her Madam X She love big cannons, sex unprotected You better respect it, kid, we 'bout to set trip You get ya neck ripped, eyeballs
? Who knew I'd have to look at you through a glass? An' look, you tell me you ain't did it, then you ain't did it An' if you did, then that's family business
York Stick you for your cake and your icing that tough talk? Don't mean nuttin' when you're up North So keep them hands where I can see 'em like you want freedom You
dessert be I see you out there dancing Looks like you need romancing You're my American girl, American girl You know I wanna hold you Here's something
to the top Partyin' down with the slimmies in the cities that I rock Ooh baby, baby, baby let me love ya Or if you wanna get your freak on, I'll just
Me and you go together like milk and cookies I love you even when you' acting kinda moody Thats how I know I gotta lock you down Trust me when i say i
out the piece like on you haters boy Forget about the haters I don't wanna talk about 'em On this right now I wanna talk about That butt them breasts Yes yes wanna
turn the beat off I had to turn the beat off for this You talkin bout you a 80's baby You 37 years old, you was born in 1968 and I open the daily news
let 'em catch you, arrest you Strip and undress you, throw you in a cesspool You wanna know the crime of the century A ghetto elementary, a mental penitentiary Black man, you
can, ill fool I got skills So, back on up 'fore I check that chin Down as fuck and I'm full off Henn' You gets no love and I thought you know it Fool