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f/ Miz Marvel{ |
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Miz Marvel |
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It's the sinister sister, leave mics so hot make hands blister |
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Try to catch me but all you heard was " |
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Damn you just missed her" |
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Daily means and whereabouts, more secret than a whisper |
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Cut sharper than a scissor, lookin for the love elixir |
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Like most listeners, let them know it's all in they reach |
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Spittin my verbal attack with the impeccable speech |
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How bout niggas, gotta keep your dog on a short leesh |
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Got 'head speak, |
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If not they try to play us like suckas |
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The most commitment, wanted non commitment givin motha****as |
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But one look in his eyes and |
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I can tell they whole story |
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Not sayin that all men fall in this category |
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Lookin for a friend or wife for late nate creep if he's horny |
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If he's sincere, got |
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G, or pick up lines that corny |
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Tryin to say that he adore me, when he don't even know me |
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That type of weak game will leave a nigga, poor broke & lonely |
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Willin to go and stick anything that let's em stick 'em'cause thru all that bullshit, he's lookin for anotha victim |
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Chorus 2X: |
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Jeru The Damaja |
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Brrr, stick 'em, hahaha stick 'em |
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Brrr, brrr, stick 'em, hahaha, stick 'em |
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Brrr, stick 'em, hahaha stick 'em |
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Hahahahahaha{ |
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Miz Marvel |
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Perfect example, it was like |
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Monday the 10th |
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Late afternoon, just on my king and it was time well spent |
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In any event, this niggas eyein me, it's evident |
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Try hard to cement, to ignore his twisted compliments |
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He seem hell bent for my time, a hundred percent |
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Asked to come to sit at my table, if |
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I was the age of contended |
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And no why he would put himself thru such torment |
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And despite the corny line, you could see the extent |
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That he would go, said he'd pay my rent, dress me and give me dough |
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Follow by cants and comments bout my bodies measurements |
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I said " |
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I don't drink moet, take loot to get bent |
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Or use niggas to pay rent, |
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I'm independent" |
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His response that " |
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You heaven sent |
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But I haven't met a chick that ain't have a price yet" |
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I said " |
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Well, I must be a different type of female |
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While bitches waitin to exhale, |
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I plot schemes to black male |
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Talkin bout, you wash your car, who you knew and your wealth" |
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A new expirement, thinkin this niggas playin himself |
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With just his arogance, not to exclude his rude attitude |
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How he pursued, relentless references to seein me nude |
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The wrong move, this jiggy nigga really thinks he's smooth |
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Like he got somethin to prove, and |
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I got nothin to lose |
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I know his style, never ran into a femme fatale |
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Like you hearin right now, comin thru ya ear canal |
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I smile politely, so as not to blow my cover |
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Carryin on conversation, knowin that |
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I'm on some other shit |
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Should have stopped when he had the chance to quit |
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Talkin about his income, and how bout he wanna get some |
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Next time we meet, he'll just be the next victim |
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Chorus{Miz |
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MarvelLike my girl |
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Nina, bangin body and she was cute |
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But she'd only **** with niggas if they had mad loot |
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Plenty ice, nice ride, but she'd always have to drive |
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Trying to compesate the shit, that as a youth she was deprived |
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She survived, only to end up to being 85 |
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Talkin bout |
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I played that nigga, keep it real baby... |
