MR OTHA - U THE ONE

VERSE 1
THA CROWD WILDIN OUT MY EYES BUGGIN OUT HER ASS POKING OUT STRIP CLUBS DOWN SOUTH BIG BALLERS NON-BALLERS SHOT-CALLERS ALL VOUCH THROUGH WORD OF MOUTH OLE GURL BRING EM OUT BIG TITTIES FLAT BELLY WET PRETTY ITTY BITTY KITTY OLE GURL EASILY HYPNOTIZE ME SHAME ON ME (MENTALLY ECONOMICALLY) THROWING ALL MY MONEY WISHING LIKE A GENIE THAT A NIGGA GET LUCKY PLEASE BABY PLEASE CAN I TASTE THAT HONEY SWEET AS GOLDEN CRISP WITH THEM SHAVED PIERCED LIPS ASS SO FAT CAUSE A SOLAR ECLIPSE BLOCKING ALL THA HATE EVEN BITCHES WANNA DATE EVERY HORNY CHEATER SINGLE NIGGA GONNA RELATE THA WAY U DANCE BABY CHEEKS JIGGLE LIKE A EARTHQUAKE NIGGAS CANT CONCENTRATE OFF TO THA RESTROOM NIGGA BOUT TO MASTURBATE HAAA HAAAAA I JUST PLAY PLAY

VERSE 2
GOTTA CALL IT A NIGHT
CHICKEN HAWKING ALL NIGHT
CIROC AND PINEAPPLE JUICE GOT ME RIGHT
POCKETS EMPTY SEALED TIGHT
BET WIFEY WANNA FIGHT
THINKING BOUT THAT SHIT FUCKIN UP MY NIGHT
GOTTA FIX MY LIFE
SEXY WOMEN GET THA BEST OF ME
SASSY FLASHY AND EXTRA NASTY
I KEEP SPENDING ALL MY MONEY
THIS SHIT AINT FUNNY
SHOULDA PAID A BILL WHAT I TELL MYSELF DUMMY
WALK IN THA CRIB FEELING ALL GRUMPY
WAIT I HEAR SOMETHING
THUMPING AND MOANING
OPEN UP THA DOE WIFEY SCREAM NO
DOWN STREET NEIGHBOR IS FUCKIN MY HOE
I FEEL LIKE A JOKE
WALK OUT THA CRIB LIGHT UP A SQUARE
AT THA SKY I STARE
HOW NOT TO BE A PLAYA…OTHA

Written by:
ANDRE BELL, JAMAEL NASH

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