2Rare, Bandmanrill - Cupid (Bandmanrill Remix) lyrics

Ohh, uhh, ayee ohh, come on (Uhh, uhh)
Ayee, ayee ohh, ayee, ayee
Uhh, come on, ayee uhh huh, Uhh, Uhh

I'm not the nigga you want
Ohh, I'm just being honest
Keep it a buck, like Giannis
She treat me like a goddess
Tryna put it in you're gu-uu-u uut
Bitch I'm really tryna fu-uu-ck
They a kill 'em if they running up
Like a DJ, need diamonds with my kutz

Uhh uhhh Ohhh Ohh
Dick from the back all in her spine
Uhh uhhh ohhh ohhh
You ain't seeing know money what the fuck
Is you blind

Like, Patrick Maholmes, she chiefin'
I ain't Abraham, when is we Lincoln?
We hit his hoe, Sharkiesha
Put a bag on his head if
He thinkin' 'bout touchin me
I got the Glock, that back you up, up off
Of me, she wanna fuck get off of me
Sike nah
Come, come on on me, uh, you horny see
All in your throat, come gargle me
If im lying, im flying
I ain't got no wings

Jersey to Philly, they know how we rock
I cannot cuff on a strag or thot
Shorty, she love when I'm beating it up
I put it in, she was screaming and shocked
She on my line and she fiendin' to what?
Feeling like Roddy, I beat up the box
You gotta go, is you leaving or what?
She saying, "No", she don't wanna stop

When I hit she say, huh
"Beat it up", she say, huh
When I hit she say, huh
"Beat it up", she say, uh uhh
When I hit she say, huh
"Beat it up", she say, huh
When I hit she say, huh
"Beat it up", she say, uh uhh

Beat it right up, make it say, "Uh uhh"
That boy 'gone die, if he play, uh uhh
Yeah, we got chops, and they spray, uh uhhh
He can get hit in his face, uh uh
Beat it right up, make it say, "Uh uhh"
That boy 'gone die, if he play, uh uhh
Yeah, we got chops, and they spray, uh uhhh
He can get hit in his face, uh uh