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Now sit back and relax, get a drink and some snacks
And let me tell you a story
No charge no fee, it’s free from me
So here’s the agenda
It’s about my mate and his fu**ing temper
When he loses his rag he’s such a bender
And when the ender comes
And he calms down and tries to amend the
Rights that he wronged
Whoops my fault that bits not in this song
So anyway, I was walking along
Feeling like a loaded gun
Looking for fun with a lady someone
When I see him
Rampaging, it’s tim
Not nice but certainly dim
He’s storming around
Speed at the double
5am stubble
face like a smacked a**e
he’s looking for trouble, I think to myself
and lo and behold he storms over to me
Bold as brass
Trying to look like he’s going to kick a**e
Step down son
Step away from my face
And stop waving your arm like a public disgrace
He says
“You know what you did
You fu**ed me over
She was mine and you fu**ing stole her”
Now I’m being a nice guy, as you know I am ladies
I gave him a chance, angers like a trance
But it didn’t wear off he wanted to dance
“That’s not my way” I say
I’d really rather just walk away
Don’t need this crap today
Don’t be gay
I’m only out here trying to get laid
But he’s having none of it
Throwing a fit over losing his bit
For this week like a t*t
Why don’t you stop and think I say
Why would I want her
When she’s yours to play with
My lie calmed him down
This guy is a div
Now audience for your ears only
I know I was wrong
But she was something
And if you were me you’d have done the same thing
All night humping and no ker-ching
That’s the thing
Didn’t break my budget
Buying drinks or rings
It was written for a bet
And let me tell you a story
No charge no fee, it’s free from me
So here’s the agenda
It’s about my mate and his fu**ing temper
When he loses his rag he’s such a bender
And when the ender comes
And he calms down and tries to amend the
Rights that he wronged
Whoops my fault that bits not in this song
So anyway, I was walking along
Feeling like a loaded gun
Looking for fun with a lady someone
When I see him
Rampaging, it’s tim
Not nice but certainly dim
He’s storming around
Speed at the double
5am stubble
face like a smacked a**e
he’s looking for trouble, I think to myself
and lo and behold he storms over to me
Bold as brass
Trying to look like he’s going to kick a**e
Step down son
Step away from my face
And stop waving your arm like a public disgrace
He says
“You know what you did
You fu**ed me over
She was mine and you fu**ing stole her”
Now I’m being a nice guy, as you know I am ladies
I gave him a chance, angers like a trance
But it didn’t wear off he wanted to dance
“That’s not my way” I say
I’d really rather just walk away
Don’t need this crap today
Don’t be gay
I’m only out here trying to get laid
But he’s having none of it
Throwing a fit over losing his bit
For this week like a t*t
Why don’t you stop and think I say
Why would I want her
When she’s yours to play with
My lie calmed him down
This guy is a div
Now audience for your ears only
I know I was wrong
But she was something
And if you were me you’d have done the same thing
All night humping and no ker-ching
That’s the thing
Didn’t break my budget
Buying drinks or rings
It was written for a bet
Could have been worse.
The Lyrical Gangsta wrote:
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> It was written for a bet
Sure.
>
> It was written for a bet
Sure.
Now sit back and relax, get a drink and some snacks
And let me tell you a story
No charge no fee, it’s free from me
So here’s the agenda
It’s about my mate and his fu**ing temper
When he loses his rag he’s such a bender
And when the ender comes
And he calms down and tries to amend the
Rights that he wronged
Whoops my fault that bits not in this song
So anyway, I was walking along
Feeling like a loaded gun
Looking for fun with a lady someone
When I see him
Rampaging, it’s tim
Not nice but certainly dim
He’s storming around
Speed at the double
5am stubble
face like a smacked a**e
he’s looking for trouble, I think to myself
and lo and behold he storms over to me
Bold as brass
Trying to look like he’s going to kick a**e
Step down son
Step away from my face
And stop waving your arm like a public disgrace
He says
“You know what you did
You fu**ed me over
She was mine and you fu**ing stole her”
Now I’m being a nice guy, as you know I am ladies
I gave him a chance, angers like a trance
But it didn’t wear off he wanted to dance
“That’s not my way” I say
I’d really rather just walk away
Don’t need this crap today
Don’t be gay
I’m only out here trying to get laid
But he’s having none of it
Throwing a fit over losing his bit
For this week like a t*t
Why don’t you stop and think I say
Why would I want her
When she’s yours to play with
My lie calmed him down
This guy is a div
Now audience for your ears only
I know I was wrong
But she was something
And if you were me you’d have done the same thing
All night humping and no ker-ching
That’s the thing
Didn’t break my budget
Buying drinks or rings
It was written for a bet
And let me tell you a story
No charge no fee, it’s free from me
So here’s the agenda
It’s about my mate and his fu**ing temper
When he loses his rag he’s such a bender
And when the ender comes
And he calms down and tries to amend the
Rights that he wronged
Whoops my fault that bits not in this song
So anyway, I was walking along
Feeling like a loaded gun
Looking for fun with a lady someone
When I see him
Rampaging, it’s tim
Not nice but certainly dim
He’s storming around
Speed at the double
5am stubble
face like a smacked a**e
he’s looking for trouble, I think to myself
and lo and behold he storms over to me
Bold as brass
Trying to look like he’s going to kick a**e
Step down son
Step away from my face
And stop waving your arm like a public disgrace
He says
“You know what you did
You fu**ed me over
She was mine and you fu**ing stole her”
Now I’m being a nice guy, as you know I am ladies
I gave him a chance, angers like a trance
But it didn’t wear off he wanted to dance
“That’s not my way” I say
I’d really rather just walk away
Don’t need this crap today
Don’t be gay
I’m only out here trying to get laid
But he’s having none of it
Throwing a fit over losing his bit
For this week like a t*t
Why don’t you stop and think I say
Why would I want her
When she’s yours to play with
My lie calmed him down
This guy is a div
Now audience for your ears only
I know I was wrong
But she was something
And if you were me you’d have done the same thing
All night humping and no ker-ching
That’s the thing
Didn’t break my budget
Buying drinks or rings
It was written for a bet