Rhyma'D - Thug Kamasutra
Awww, KP on the beat
Tell me why you wanna play these games? I done finally moved on, now your ass in pain
I ain't really fuckin' with ya, boy, your ass insane
I got a real nigga, I ain't fuckin' with no lame
I needed me a man, lil' nigga couldn't do it
I hope the next bitch really, really put you through it
All out of order, man, this shit ain't congruent
And I hope ya ass listen to this thug kamasutra
Tell me why you wanna play these games
I done finally moved on, now your ass in pain
I ain't really fuckin' with ya, boy, your ass insane
I ain't got a real nigga, I ain't fuckin' with no lame
I needed me a man, lil' nigga couldn't do it
I hope the next bitch really, really put you through it
All out of order, man, this shit ain't congruent
And I hope ya ass listen to this thug kamasutra
I should've never let you close to me
I should've never let you in and start consoling me
I should've sent your ass back where you're supposed to be
To your mama or them hoes you compare me to
You see, I am nothing like your bitch
I am not your crazy baby mama or them hoes that you chose to be with
And I ain't really with the switch
If I'm with you, then I'm with you
And if I ain't, then it is what it is
But I hate you had to go like that
How you hit it from the back, then you move like that
How you win the cat, then you just lose like that
I ain't Stella but I show you how to get my groove back
Yeah, nigga, get back, get back
You been creepin' around town with all the hood rats
I'm goin' out of town, I'm packin' my bags
Now, who's to say if I'm ever comin' back
Tell me why you wanna play these games
I done finally moved on, now your ass and pain
I ain't really fuckin' with ya, boy, your ass insane
I got a real nigga, I ain't fuckin' with no lame
I need a real man, little nigga couldn't do it
I hope the next bitch really really put you through it
All out of order, man, that shit ain't congruent
And I hope your ass listening to this thug kamasutra
Tell me why you wanna play these games
I done finally moved on, now your ass in pain
I ain't really fuckin' with ya, boy, your ass insane
I got a real nigga, I ain't fuckin' with no lame
I need a real man, little nigga couldn't do it
I hope the next bitch really really put you through it
All out of order, man, that shit ain't congruent
And I hope your ass listening to this thug kamasutra
You see, I thought you was the one for me
Now that it's over, boy, you're really like a son to me
I know you're fund of me, but ain't no fun for me
When you're runnin' the streets with a nigga that's be under you
To get next to me, but you don't hear me though
Walk around sayin' you love me, but you don't really know
Say I got your heart, well, nigga, it's a give-and-go
Do me a favor and tell your ex to come get her hoe ,anyway
I ain't gotta flex
I got your nigga stressed out tryin' to invest
And anyway, I'ma keep it pimpin', I ain't finna play
Cause I can hit the riches and the savage niggas any day, anyway
You see, he thought it was a game
Till I fucked around and put him in his lane
Now he stressed out throwin' dirt on my name
Y'all wouldn't believe the games that these niggas play
Tell me why you wanna play these games
I done finally moved on, now your ass in pain
I ain't really fuckin' with you, boy, your ass insane
I got a real nigga, I ain't fuckin' with no lame
I need a real man, little nigga couldn't do it
I hope the next bitch really really put you through it
All out of order, man, this shit ain't congruent
And I hope your ass listening to this thug kamasutra
Tell me why you wanna play these games
I done finally moved on, now your ass in pain
I ain't really fuckin' with you, boy, your ass insane
I got a real nigga, I ain't fuckin' with no lame
I need a real man, little nigga couldn't do it
I hope the next bitch really really put you through it
All out of order, man, this shit ain't congruent
And I hope your ass listening to this thug kamasutra
Aw, KB on the beat
Written by:
Deaundra Kelley
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