Z-Ro - Hostage lyrics

Girl you need to don't let it go
I'm talking bout that pussy bad
The only thing I need to call the laws on
Is you laying in my bed
With them motherfucking drawers on
Girl you need to don't let it go
That pussy bad
On the blue diamond in the bedroom
I can't shake it off
I don't give a damn about boy shorts
Bitch take 'em off

It ain't no Netflix and chill up in here
Just you face down, ass up, I'm at the rear
Not going in the shoot I
Got to make that clear my bad, here's a tie
Wipe my children off your ear
Now pull them panties off and pull
Them panties to the side
It's cold out here I know
It's warmer up inside


I feel like Kendrick Lamar woman please
Don't kill my vibe
This ain't Popeye's ain't looking for
No breasts or no thighs
How you gon' put your mouth on me
And then try to go to bed
I'm like girl I wish you would don't
Let me bust you in your head
I'm gon' make you cum a river
Till your bedspread is dead
You can't watch that
You gotta buy another one do it one more time
You gotta buy another one I go fed
I got rubbers and I got lube and
I got six hours to spare
Fuck you trippin I already told you I'm
Gon' buy you some more hair
Stop acting like you don't want it
Why you texting make bitches dead
And I got other hoes to hit the
Tank bitch I'm in the wind

Girl you need to don't let it go
I'm talking bout that pussy bad
The only thing I need to call the laws on
Is you laying in my bed
With them motherfucking drawers on
Girl you need to don't let it go
That pussy bad
On the blue diamond in the bedroom
I can't shake it off
I don't give a damn about boy shorts
Bitch take 'em off

I know what you heard but I
Promise I'm gon' take it easy
I'm going all the way in I'm
Just trying to make it greasy
You told me to please, you well
It's only right you please, me
This dick is for you I believe
In giving to the needy
This ain't the fifteen minutes
That you're used to
If you don't be careful your
Panties gonna be full soon
And you can't ride in here with
That baby this ain't no voodoo
You already know the king of the
Ghetto is riding school blue smoking pot
Hoeing up right after your pot turned up
If I weren't rapping I do pornography
That's how I blow up
And it ain't even gotta be on
A Tuesday when I go up
With VIP in the DJ booth in the middle
Of the floor I don't give no fuck
Used to kill now killer is damaged
The uterus woman is smoked up
My dick is whipping it's murder murder when
It come out the whole stuff
Moving in like a tampon go so hard guess she
Gon' be creeping when I'm through with her
Not Tyrone but I'm gon' fuck the bitch
Bitch ain't nothing to do with her

Girl you need to don't let it go
I'm talking bout that pussy bad
The only thing I need to call the laws on
Is you laying in my bed
With them motherfucking drawers on
Girl you need to don't let it go
That pussy bad
On the blue diamond in the bedroom
I can't shake it off
I don't give a damn about boy shorts
Bitch take 'em off

Take them blue jeans off and give it up
Take the jogging pants off and give it up
Take your biking tights off and give it up
Pull your mini skirts up and give it up
Take that lingerie off and give it up
Take them boy shorts off and give it up
Take the g string off and give it up
Unless you got on grandma
Panties what the fuck whoo!

Girl you need to don't let it go
I'm talking bout that pussy bad
The only thing I need to call the laws on
Is you laying in my bed
With them motherfucking drawers on
Girl you need to don't let it go
That pussy bad
On the blue diamond in the bedroom
I can't shake it off
I don't give a damn about boy shorts
Bitch take 'em off yeah