Lil' Cease Girlfriend Lyrics

  
 [Cease]  
 Yo  you got some nerve hoe  
 While Irv blow  
 Form as Leo  
 Watching the Roy Jones fight in the third row  
 Chick like Cease  you the hottest I heard yo  
 I'm like yeah right trick  
 Wish like words yo  
 I spin around see my ex  
 I ain't hurt though  
 She had to see my face  
 Ice made my shirt blow  
 Work hoe  
 No thong on with her skirt low  
 Skate with the eight but don't take that bird yo  
 Cats gettin deals and I ain't aggie  
 I got Regis round the world and they ain't Kathie  
 I got money and I ain't happy  
 Chick bout to have a baby  
 And I ain't the daddy  
 I used to get my dough dirty  
 Now I dough and slaughter with it  
 If you know a penny paid  
 Then get it the harder way  
 I don't know why rappers don't give me gifts  
 On Father's Day  
 My son get out of line  
 He get it like Marvin Gaye  
  
 Chorus [Kelly Price]  
 (So how can I)  
 How can I love somebody else when  
 When I can't (baby) love myself enough, you know  
 When it's time (When it's time)  
 Time to let go  
 Time to let go, time to let go  
  
 [Cease]  
 Yo, yo  
 Girlfriend, why you lookin mad stressed  
 When the last time you and your man had sex  
 Gimme that number and that address  
 It come with something with easy access, I said  
 Are you shyless or are you guyless  
 Or are you straight up posing topless  
 She said  
  
 [Meda Montana]  
 Try this, my name's Iris  
 I'm from Cypress, half black and half Irish, uh  
 I got a man, but he beats me  
 Don't know how to treat me  
 If you wanna get freaky, beep me  
 You like that?  
  
 [Cease]  
 Yeah, I like that  
 When I beeped her, she called me right back  
 I layed my game down quite flat  
 She said she wearing white pants at the station  
 Threw on my white hat with no hesitation  
 White Benz, white nad  
 White on white racing  
 Thinking to myself  
 She might be on the flight with Mason  
  
 Chorus  
  
 Easily, security to Cease A Lee  
 Don't pat him down player, he's with me  
 I know, every girl in this club  
 Wanna leave with me  
 But right now  
 Only three with me, uh  
 I went from eating on paper plates  
 To jeeps with paper plates  
 So a chick can, come before my paperchase  
 Wanna hit the cell  
 Roc make em wait  
 If I ain't make a mill  
 I can't take a break  
 I like to vacate down in Bermuda  
 Sip my coleurs while I'm headed down to Hooters  
 Everytime we scoop her  
 The chickens wanna tutor  
 Girls wanna fight and  
 Throwing ice from the cooler  
 This chick is a loser  
 Smoke on niggas buddah  
 Dick ride on every niggas scooter  
 Same shit she said about me  
 She said about Gutta  
 But if it wasn't for this rap shit  
 I never would have knew her  
  
 Chorus to fade 



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