Текст (слова) песни: Eightball - My Homeboy`s Girlfriend

My nigga, C, he from Texas, I`m from Tennesee
We do our thang, with them thangs, makin` currency
He got the hook up with Columbians and Mexicans
He wraps `em up and ships `em out, and I supply the ends
Excellent profit got us livin` elegant
Laundrymat style washes away the evidence
Get on the plane every weekend and visit
I would visit his town, and he would visit Memphis
Takin` the nigga clubbin`, Embassy suites, and freaks
Up all night, sippin` Tussin, smokin` Sweets
One weekend, I`m in his town, his crib
You really must trust a nigga to show him where you live
Fly scenery, space aged things, and big screen
In the den, shootin` pool puffin` on some good green
In walked the woman that was C`s fiancee
He said daddy loved her, and would marry her one day
Her name was Angela, damn she was fine
I admit I had evil thoughts rush in my mind
Moscino fittin` tight, she was dressed to kill
She winked but I didn`t think the hoe was for real

Chorus
What am I, supposed to do?
When I`m takin` a chance, fuckin` with you
My homeboy`s girlfriend
Now if someone, found out about us
Then someone`s, gonna get fucked up
My homeboy`s grilfriend

The smell of breakfast, woke me up from my dreams
Bacon sizzlin`, searchin` for the kitchen like a fiend
What I, seen, straight took me by surprise
Angela half naked not tryin` to hide
She saw me lookin`, but kept cookin`
What`s up with that?
Invitin` me to sit down, and said she`d be right back
I poured a glass of O.J. and pulled up a seat
Angela came right back, and sat next to me
Kissed me on my cheek and said
(Oh you cute, I don`t know what it is, but it`s just something about you)
With her hand on my leg, she kissed me on my neck
I said baby chill, this is too much disrespect
If C walked in, he be a mad mothafucker
And ain`t no pussy gon` come between brothers
Lovers, we can`t be, cause that`s bad business
(Ball, you could have all of this, and there won`t be no witnesses)
All in my lap, on my early mornin` hard dick
Grindin` on it, pullin` it, before I knew it, suckin` it
Ended up fuckin` it
I guess I`m a weak man
It`s hard to understand my homeboy`s girlfriend

Chorus

Me and C jumped in the Benz and hit the town for a while
I can`t believe what just happned, man this shit too wild
If C finds out, he might trip and try to kill me
And I ain`t the type of nigga that`s gonna feel guilty
Later on, we was at the pad, kickin` back
C had to make a run, to go and serve a pack
Before he made it out the driveway good
Angela was all on me, tryin` to suck on my wood
On the pool table, on the floor, man what a whore
I was lookin` out for C, she was beggin` me for more
An hour later, C walked through the door
Unaware, that I was just in his ladies underwear
I flew home the next day still reminiscing
Not believin` I just dicked on my homies Mrs.
This is a fuckin` trip man
I will never understand, my homeboy`s girlfriend

Chorus

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Eightball - My Homeboy`s Girlfriend My nigga, C, he from Texas, I`m from Tennesee We do our thang, with them thangs, makin` currency He got the hook up with Columbians and Mexicans He wraps `em up and ships `em out, and I supply the ends Excellent profit got us livin` elegant Laundrymat style washes away the evidence Get on the plane every weekend and visit I would visit his town, and he would visit Memphis Takin` the nigga clubbin`, Embassy suites, and freaks Up all night, sippin` Tussin, smokin` Sweets One weekend, I`m in his town, his crib You really must trust a nigga to show him where you live Fly scenery, space aged things, and big screen In the den, shootin` pool puffin` on some good green In walked the woman that was C`s fiancee He said daddy loved her, and would marry her one day Her name was Angela, damn she was fine I admit I had evil thoughts rush in my mind Moscino fittin` tight, she was dressed to kill She winked but I didn`t think the hoe was for real Chorus What am I, supposed to do? When I`m takin` a chance, fuckin` with you My homeboy`s girlfriend Now if someone, found out about us Then someone`s, gonna get fucked up My homeboy`s grilfriend The smell of breakfast, woke me up from my dreams Bacon sizzlin`, searchin` for the kitchen like a fiend What I, seen, straight took me by surprise Angela half naked not tryin` to hide She saw me lookin`, but kept cookin` What`s up with that? Invitin` me to sit down, and said she`d be right back I poured a glass of O.J. and pulled up a seat Angela came right back, and sat next to me Kissed me on my cheek and said (Oh you cute, I don`t know what it is, but it`s just something about you) With her hand on my leg, she kissed me on my neck I said baby chill, this is too much disrespect If C walked in, he be a mad mothafucker And ain`t no pussy gon` come between brothers Lovers, we can`t be, cause that`s bad business (Ball, you could have all of this, and there won`t be no witnesses) All in my lap, on my early mornin` hard dick Grindin` on it, pullin` it, before I knew it, suckin` it Ended up fuckin` it I guess I`m a weak man It`s hard to understand my homeboy`s girlfriend Chorus Me and C jumped in the Benz and hit the town for a while I can`t believe what just happned, man this shit too wild If C finds out, he might trip and try to kill me And I ain`t the type of nigga that`s gonna feel guilty Later on, we was at the pad, kickin` back C had to make a run, to go and serve a pack Before he made it out the driveway good Angela was all on me, tryin` to suck on my wood On the pool table, on the floor, man what a whore I was lookin` out for C, she was beggin` me for more An hour later, C walked through the door Unaware, that I was just in his ladies underwear I flew home the next day still reminiscing Not believin` I just dicked on my homies Mrs. This is a fuckin` trip man I will never understand, my homeboy`s girlfriend Chorus Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни My Homeboy`s Girlfriend: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/104/1/12746.html Все тексты песен: Eightball » Eightball - Starships And Rockets » Eightball - I Don`t Wanna Die » Eightball - Coffee Shoppe » Eightball - Put Tha House On It » Eightball - My Homeboy`s Girlfriend » Eightball - Down and Out » Eightball - If I Die » Eightball - Put Your Hands Up » Eightball - Get Money » Eightball - Pure Uncut » Eightball - My First Love » Eightball - All on Me » Eightball - 360 Degrees » Eightball - All 4 Nuthin` » Eightball - Put Tha House On It » Eightball - My First Love » Eightball - Coffee Shoppe » Eightball - I Don`t Wanna Die » Eightball - Intro » Eightball - Intro (Lost) Рекомендуем скачать: » Фабрика - Девушки фабричные » Фристайл - Ты меня не любишь » Фабрика - Ой, мама я влюбилась » Фристайл - Не говори мне "прощай" » Фабрика Звезд - 1 » Филипп Киркоров - Ди лай-ла (дочь родилась у шарманщика) » Филипп Киркоров - Атлантида » Фристайл - Мой мальчишка » Филипп Киркоров - Примадонна » Фристайл - Скажи мне "Да" » Фабрика звезд-3 - Гиппопотам (Максим Леонидов совместно с » Френсис Гойя - Звездная река » Фактор2 - Русский наш народ » Филипп Киркоров - Ночной бал » Фидошные песни - V22 `Фидошник` » Филипп Киркоров - Дива » Ф.Киркоров - Дива » Филипп Киркоров - Ночка-чародейка » Ф.Киркоров - Килиманджаро » Фабрика звезд-3 - Ария министра мод Фзляндии
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