Max B - Part Time Lovers lyrics
[Max B - Part Time Lovers lyrics]
I know what they wanna do to me
I wasn't here threw my shit too nigga
Comin' for you baby i mean
(Al Pac) these niggas got it confused man
So wavy, Gain Greene (I mean) Public Domain
I'm so street right now
Fuck it, it's ya boy Biggavell
Talk to these niggas man homo niggas
Yeah
You ain't a friend to me, I sip that Hennessy
Your bitch she love the dick
Bet she remember me
Bet I remember her, like I'm a kin to her
My shit was meant for her
Fridays I spend with her
I been with her, all she want is deez
I made her retire haze
Now all she want is sneeze
Man all she want is the cheese
But I don't give a shit
Let her work out, fuck with mines
I'm a murk you out
You ain't tryna fuck around
Get your head split
Toss the ratch in the yard
Coky I can get live nigga I'll be dead rich
(fuck it) give it all to my son
Spend it all, get ya gun, spin the ball
Hit ya one
That ya love and that ya hug and all
Crazy, had a baby, what bitch
Presidential with the wavy wrist
My bitch got the Mercedes six
Now I'm back in the cut
Tell police stop fucking Tru-Life in his butt
Ya'll some part time lovers
Y'all fuck under the covers
That's ya mother
Ya'll supposed to be brothers
But y'all lovers, that's nasty
That ain't wavy, oh baby
Ya'll some part time lovers
Y'all fuck under the covers
That's ya mother
Ya'll supposed to be brothers
But y'all lovers, that's nasty
That ain't wavy, oh baby
I'm heavy in the loop, dezzy in the Coupe
Bezzie and a suit, one day I'll go to court
His friend's a nasty man, fuck Kim Kardashian
I fucks the taximan
Cops couldn't catch me man
His bitches love my cum
(cum) so I let 'em drink
Fuck me, I'll give you ring
Popo gon' leave you stink
You know I leave you weak
Nigga I am the streets
Nigga you are a bitch, Bigga
He far from rich bigga, you are the shit
So let these niggas know
So let the blicker blow, already hit your hoe
(already hit her) already gets the dough
Scrape shit off the books
Get your melon booked
You ain't know Biggavell a crook
Bunch of gay rap niggas
Tryna make a name nigga
Tryna Silver Surf nigga
Tryna make a wave nigga
Tryna make the pay (yeah)
Daily News label me a champion
Nigga cause I never lose
Y'all some part time lovers
Y'all fuck under the covers
That's ya mother
Y'all supposed to be brothers
But y'all lovers, that's nasty
That ain't wavy, oh baby
Y'all some part time lovers
Y'all fuck under the covers
That's ya mother
Y'all supposed to be brothers
But y'all lovers, that's nasty
That ain't wavy, oh baby
Shit ain't wavy (oh baby)
Y'all supposed to be on the
Same team and shit
Y'all ain't supposed to be doin' that
It's ya boy Biggavell, NOE
Public Domain 2 for these niggas man
You already know
I don't rat with a story to tell man
I mean, come on
Stop fuckin' my shit up E, word up
We back in the loop though
I wasn't here threw my shit too nigga
Comin' for you baby i mean
(Al Pac) these niggas got it confused man
So wavy, Gain Greene (I mean) Public Domain
I'm so street right now
Fuck it, it's ya boy Biggavell
Talk to these niggas man homo niggas
Yeah
You ain't a friend to me, I sip that Hennessy
Your bitch she love the dick
Bet she remember me
Bet I remember her, like I'm a kin to her
My shit was meant for her
Fridays I spend with her
I been with her, all she want is deez
I made her retire haze
Now all she want is sneeze
Man all she want is the cheese
But I don't give a shit
Let her work out, fuck with mines
I'm a murk you out
You ain't tryna fuck around
Get your head split
Toss the ratch in the yard
Coky I can get live nigga I'll be dead rich
(fuck it) give it all to my son
Spend it all, get ya gun, spin the ball
Hit ya one
That ya love and that ya hug and all
Crazy, had a baby, what bitch
Presidential with the wavy wrist
My bitch got the Mercedes six
Now I'm back in the cut
Tell police stop fucking Tru-Life in his butt
Ya'll some part time lovers
Y'all fuck under the covers
That's ya mother
Ya'll supposed to be brothers
But y'all lovers, that's nasty
That ain't wavy, oh baby
Ya'll some part time lovers
Y'all fuck under the covers
That's ya mother
Ya'll supposed to be brothers
But y'all lovers, that's nasty
That ain't wavy, oh baby
I'm heavy in the loop, dezzy in the Coupe
Bezzie and a suit, one day I'll go to court
His friend's a nasty man, fuck Kim Kardashian
I fucks the taximan
Cops couldn't catch me man
His bitches love my cum
(cum) so I let 'em drink
Fuck me, I'll give you ring
Popo gon' leave you stink
You know I leave you weak
Nigga I am the streets
Nigga you are a bitch, Bigga
He far from rich bigga, you are the shit
So let these niggas know
So let the blicker blow, already hit your hoe
(already hit her) already gets the dough
Scrape shit off the books
Get your melon booked
You ain't know Biggavell a crook
Bunch of gay rap niggas
Tryna make a name nigga
Tryna Silver Surf nigga
Tryna make a wave nigga
Tryna make the pay (yeah)
Daily News label me a champion
Nigga cause I never lose
Y'all some part time lovers
Y'all fuck under the covers
That's ya mother
Y'all supposed to be brothers
But y'all lovers, that's nasty
That ain't wavy, oh baby
Y'all some part time lovers
Y'all fuck under the covers
That's ya mother
Y'all supposed to be brothers
But y'all lovers, that's nasty
That ain't wavy, oh baby
Shit ain't wavy (oh baby)
Y'all supposed to be on the
Same team and shit
Y'all ain't supposed to be doin' that
It's ya boy Biggavell, NOE
Public Domain 2 for these niggas man
You already know
I don't rat with a story to tell man
I mean, come on
Stop fuckin' my shit up E, word up
We back in the loop though