W.C.G. - Cunninlynguists/Natti
She moved her chair up to the stage
Her Hasselblad was on her knees
Watch her eyes she looks so happy
See her smile
Oh I know it's not for me
Wheelchair groupie oh wheelchair groupie
She moved her chair up to the stage
Her Hasselblad was on her knees
She moved her chair up to the stage
This is some true s**t
You won't ever believe
Her Hasselblad was on her knees
It but you gon believe it
Because I'm gonna paint it for you
The show's packed like immigrants in project tenements
Con detect the remnants rinignments for ligaments
I glance in the stage at my drunk screamin' folks
My eyes drop but nothing power 20 gliming folks
With a dame on top with her name on the top
And she cruisin' the underground with her game on cock
I'mma walk to her talk to her walk
'Cause I'm high and neg'lint
The thought of a paraplegic groupie is quite unsettlin'
But she made an a*s out of me and 'umption
When she told me she broke three bones stage jumpin'
At her own show 'cause her own flow was quite the s**t
I blazed her she blazed me we swapped and spit
And it gets greater later when the herbs in her lungs
I was greated inebriated with burns on my tongue
Session burned lesson learned with resin on my thumbs
Sometimes the future can have you in the present looking dumb
She needs love
Oh oh oh
She needs love
Oh oh oh
She needs love
Oh oh oh
She needs love
Oh oh oh
She needs love
Oh oh oh
She needs love
Oh oh oh
She needs love
Oh oh oh
She needs love
Oh oh oh
She needs love
Fresh in my locs like Cube in the early 90s
I step off stage eyes set on this girlies' hiney
I tap her on the shoulder she turn around smile growin'
Told her she gonna be fine long as the Nile flowin'
She said I like how you had the crowd glowin'
You be rippin'
While glarin' at my sun shades askin' if they prescription
You blind she asked freely like I get it lots
Nah 'cause baby you got back
She like I love Sir Mix-a-lot Heavy D Notorious BIG
I'd give up my kids for chances at porkin' them pigs
D**n that's deep crazy told me
I wasn't her type like
Too much on me was right I couldn't
Put p a fight Ike
She was fine as Tina couldn't turn her mind though
Never seen such an ignorant fetish out
A fine h*e
All I know not enough scars for sex
Maybe I'll give you a call after
My next car wreck
She needs love
Oh oh oh
She needs love
Oh oh oh
She needs love
Oh oh oh
She needs love
Oh oh oh
She needs love
Oh oh oh
She needs love
Oh oh oh
She needs love
Oh oh oh
She needs love
Oh oh oh
She needs love
Watch her eyes she looks so happy
See her smile
She looks so happy
Watch her eyes she looks so happy
See her smile
She looks so happy
Watch her eyes