Mysonne - f** Me, f** You lyrics

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Mysonne - f** Me, f** You lyrics

[Mase] Yo, I look scared? Huh? Teamsters, I look scared in here? Huh? When I go through the hood do I tuck my chain in? Huh?? Do I be in the hood with bodyguards? I thought not Now look what y'all made me do I was just good wit' my shiny suit I wasn't botherin' nobody I was just throwin' my rollie in the sky Now look what you made me do Look what you made me do Lood what you made me do I ain't even here to play wit' you What, what, Wanna Blow, what Yo, Mase hop out the blue Lex wit' about two tecs Spit fourteen got about two left If one vest is thin then rock two vest Triple platinum and only in the U.S I'm the Harlem-World-slash-All-Out-dot-com My con, if you could buy Cris' then why buy Don All you cats at rah-rah-Betty-dot-com Wanna see a hundred grand then look at my arm You think I wanna take this too far in a Rugar Put a hollow bullet through y'all Have cats at ya wake come out of New York And ya body in the Salt Lake out in Utah So you are feel good, leave the country And then all you are, Spain, baggage claim and they yellin' bonsoir You think I'm comfy, think Mase won't go home free Think I'm satisfied make 20 grand monthly Wanna lump me, walk through clubs they bump me Wanna tell all they bone chickens how they jump me They can't wait to see the paramedics come to pump me While they OT, I'm O.C., I'm out the country 1 - [Mysonne] Uh, uh, uh If you love me, I love you The same way you trust me, I trust you The same way you hug me n***a, I'll hug you The first time it's f** me n***a, it's f** you n***a, if you love me, I love you The same way you trust me, I trust you The same way you hug me n***a, I'll hug you The first time it's f** me n***a, it's f** you f** you [Mase] Yo, being at the wrong place at the wrong time Get some cowards k**ed and some get long time I roll wit cats who would roll for me Bust a gun for cats who will bust for me Did some wrong, I did some right I lived the life, sometime I think what will my kids look like Rarely talk even wit a chick I like I'm here 'till Thursday, don't make me switch my flight Don't get your moms caught in the middle of the night Don't look good for your son but the kid could fight And yo, you can't prolong but for so long When it's God playin', no man could hold on n***a, I be real when the act be over See you at the light and snatch your black rover Cook my coke and crack without the shoulder And don't mind bustin' a gat without a motive Repeat 1 while: Double Up, Double Up What, what, my Teamsters What, what, my Teamsters What, what, All Out Uh, it don't stop Yeah, ya don't stop, what Uh, uh, uh Yo, yo You know alot of people talkin' 'bout doin' the kid Never leave witnesses that knew what I did You wanna harm me cat, bring five of your best Put two in your ribs and five in your chest and five in the vest Cat cosign and get the five that's left Want suicide n***a, I provide your d**h No n***a's in the street that die for less So why confess? We won't leave alive Unless you keep your feet up frontin' in the jeep Cuz n***a's who I'm wit spit nothin at your feet Red dot head shot, fluorescent green beam For them n***as who test my team And when your joint jam, my joint'll bust I kidnap friends cuz the money is a must And to be real wit' you I feel for you Cuz two to the head is how I deal wit you I ain't playin' Repeat 1 while: I don't even know you, n***a I don't even know you, n***a (What) I don't even know you, n***a I don't even know you, n***a (What) I don't even know you, n***a I don't even know you, n***a (What) I don't even know you, n***a I don't even know you, n***a I don't even know you, n***a I don't even know you, n***a Big Shyne Myse Wanna Blow H World The Movement The Teamsters Uh, All Out That's what family means Ain't nobody else count Nobody else count Nobody else count Nobody else count Straight Fam' You ain't family, n***a? I don't even know you, n***a What, what, what Take it how you wanna take it Take it how you wanna take it

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