Cappadonna - Girlfriend lyrics

*girls talking* Verse one: cappadonna Girlfriend, what you did was wrong Baby my love is still strong On some king kong ding-dong Never celebate, never souflan Poppi kin, poppi wardrobe king s** her g-spot, and you know she so hot She said she love me a lot Remedy, she told me she drop f** her so hard, all outdoors p**y is mines and plus yours Didn't mean to turnin em out, turnin em on Stetched out in front the next girl house Bb dick out, remedy, slash cappadon' Slash pardon me for turnin you on Turnin you on Chorus: cappadonna Girlfriend Bb conduct, bb conduct, bb conduct Didn't mean to turn you on Bb conduct, bb conduct, bb conduct Verse two: remedy Check that yo, f** what he thinks You know the p**y bleeds and stinks Buy ya tranked out, blanked out, all crazy in pink I seen the p**y k** the best of men and take down kings f** material things, f** ya phat diamonds rings Men do lifetime bids for this, 2 lips hit the cli*oris Inconspicous, hit with syphilis, ridiculous One gash, came between the man and the stash Half his cash, s**er for love a** Souflan, no doubt, was never in the plan Ball-and-chain, p**ywhipped man can't understand It's like the cappadon said Mcf means you thinkin with ya head If you thinkin with ya dick son, ya might get sick 'cause when it comes to the piece son, ain't sh** for free Either pay for every piece of it or start a family Now all rise and eyes on the prize of this song And if I did I never meant the girl to turn you on Verse three: cappadonna Sellin ya gold, sellin ya soul You crossed out, and crossed over Gold digga and hilfiger, booster and strippa Flip on a n***a too quicka Projects, is what I deal wit Cold-hearted chicks catch on fast Twist they a**, take more cash, and more crack Tishy on the block, like b**hes never do that I protect females that f** me on the first night Bitin my spray nozzel, see goines Turnin y'all ladies, off and on, popcorn Freddy kruger, thoughts of how I'm gon' do ya Ya mind all screwed up, bb conduct All of y'all girls are outta luck Takin too long, givin ya sh** up Bb conduct, bb conduct, bb conduct, bb conduct Chorus: x4 *girls talking in background of chorus*