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[Dott Dogg]

Y'all DJ niggaz know what's up

Play that shit

Yeah! get your hands in the air nigga

Come on!



[X-Raided: Verse 1]

Now when we first meant she was young and wild

But so was I starin at me with them brown eyes

What's on your mind?

Love, relaxation , blunts, drinks, and conversations

What ever happens after that its up to favorin

What you really lookin for?

You want man or a homie of a friend let me know

It ain't got to be complicated

We got to get a understandin so I gave what you demandin

Now what you really wanted was me

But who am I to disagree

But I got to wear a hat cuz baby might be dead

And we made beautiful music she even said it was mine

I was caught up in abusin it so I didn't mind

We was grindin in a slow motion

I let her have that milky white thick silky black baby makin potion

No emotions envolved

Ain't no love or hate

I just want them thick lips

Can we osculate?

Dark chocolate skin that only guys create

My mom ethatuated by a lie

They say I'm down with massagining

But I can't deny I love my mahogony



[Chorus]

Baby can we kick it tonight?

Maybe if you let a playa hit tonight

I may say

If lickin it right?

You crazy

I ain't wit it tonight

But if your kitten is tight

I just might baby

Baby can we kick it tonight?

Maybe if you let a playa hit tonight

I may say

If lickin it right?

You crazy

I ain't wit it tonight

But if your kitten is tight

I just might



[Verse 2]

Six months later when we going strong

Who would have thought weakened baby irl clickin like a metronon

Now I was wrong when I said I was gon hit it and quit it

Cuz baby girl got me fiendin and I got to admit it

You think I mean it

I love the way she do her thang

Keep me comin back to her like a boomerang

She blew my brain lookin at me evil eyes gleamin

She's a I see love demon that be drinkin my semen

And it's a to fight say we inceprable

She nothin nice and I refuse to let it go

She quick to loc up the daily green bud smoker

Deep throater never toker taste like mocha

A little vicious mairtricious five foot six

But I'ma ruggish hoodlum so we a good mix

I don't need no plantless little angel in my world

You got to be a little scandless to be daddy's girl

With that cinnamon skin that only guys create

My mom ethatuated by a lie

They say I'm down with massagining

But I can't deny I love my mahogony



[Chorus]
Rhythmic Itch Lyrics
Some say it was the style of the way he wore his clothes Some say it was the action of a man who surely knows But the bottom line is always on a path where no-one goes So jump and shout yank it about The feeling gets so strong the way you grab at me that way The texture of the fabric rubs me raw with each day Now they closed down all the exits Makes me guess we gotta stay And take the blame its always the same!