You're Mines Still [Remix]
(Stack that bitch up, man)
If I ever, uh broke your heart
Baby, know that I ain't mean it
Gotta listen to the words I'm sayin'
Know that I ain't playin'
I'm sick enough to really tell you what it is, yeah
I'll let you live inside the crib, let you live inside the crib
Just so I could beat it down, whoa, yeah
Don't gotta call me to tell me to beat it down, no more
And I can't hang around my robbers no more, you the only one I give my rounds to, fo' sho
Fuck them bitches, just make 'em hate you
You my bitch, girl and I'm grateful
You're mine still, uh
You mine, you mine, you mine
And if a bitch get outta line still, yeah
I'm quick to load it up, let it off with that iron
Fuck you to gangsta music, we might get into it, yeah
One thing I know is you love a nigga who gangsta
And you heavily influenced
Niggas bitch boys, so they ain't gotta chance, yeah
See he ain't even been into your pants
Let alone he can get into your heart, it's in my hands, yeah
You want a nigga who the man
Tell him do what I can't, tell him to eat the cake
Tell him to lift you up and put that pussy in his face
Tell him pull on your hair, hit from the back while you creaming
Spit in your mouth while you screamin', oh
Tell him to make you faint
Tell him you like somebody who gon' put you in your place
Tell him that you a woman, you don't really like to chase, yeah
Unless it's drinks if that's the case
Hennessy not yo body, you like 1942, when wanna get inside it
Way you ride the dick like you put it on auto-pilot
Way you ride the dick, know I like it, it leave me smilin', ayy
Tell 'em don't be so childish
Broke your heart
Baby, know that I ain't mean it
Gotta listen to the words I'm sayin'
Know that I ain't playin'
I'm sick enough to really tell you what it is, yeah
I'll let you live inside the crib, let you live inside the crib
Just so I could beat it down, whoa, yeah
Don't gotta call me to tell me to beat it down, no more
And I can't hang around my robbers no more, you the only one I give my rounds to, fo' sho
Fuck them bitches, just make 'em hate you
You my bitch, girl and I'm grateful
You're mine still, uh
You mine, you mine, you mine
And if a bitch get outta line still, yeah
I'm quick to load it up, let it off with that iron