Sheek Louch lyrics

Sheek Louch lyrics

"For You lyrics"

Good Enough lyrics
If I take you back in the room Spin you around, my baby Take off your clothes, all of mine too Lay you down, wanna lay you down We can be discreet, nobody has to know (woah) We don't need no sheets We can just close the door my baby


This song is for you, not for anyone else but you
It's your own special song, I wrote it for you
Just for you, only for you

[Sheek Louch]
I see y'all niggaz wanna ride my dick, whatever
Don't put your hands up on me, Sheek'll come out the leather
Put the hammer to your hatin mouth, nail it shut
Get off my dick and get you some butt, try and nut
Cause this nut is macadamian, keep the mack and I'm Damian
This game you don't wanna play me in
Niggaz need somethin to do, you
I'm So Beautiful lyrics
Out out tonight feel like going out in the night I'm gonna walk the street walk the street I wanna feel the heat feel the heat. There ain't nobody better than me can't you see? Look at me! Wild feeling wild and I'm burning up deep ins
ain't gon ride or clap nothin
Might as well hate from the side, not that ain't good
Bitch I'll push your motherfuckin cap back like you popped open the hood
Flesh burner like somebodykeep puttin in wood
Don't add nothin, don't count nothin unless it's yours
Let me see, he done been on atleast three tours
Bad cars, he atleast get thirty for bars
See that's the problem motherfuckers don't know
But they think that they know what you do and what you don't
Where you live, what it cost, what you gettin
So What The Fuss lyrics
If I'm caught at a dance party without my dancin shoes And everybody dances on my bare feet Shame on me If I'm mindin my business just doin the right thing And you try to front me off in the street Shame on you If a family's waiting
for a show
Who your girl, where she from, what you buyin for that ho
So at that I tell you mind your biz
Punch out, take the bus home and mind your kids
Before ya kids be pumpin my work, bitch doin the jerk
Get down and throw sperm on her shirt
Can't be him, he ain't supposed to shine like that
Back with BadBoy that nigga ain't rhyme like that
Damn he hot, you sure? That if you think I'm jiggy nigga
Key to life, Puff, used to be with Biggie nigga
Yeah, S-H-E-E-K L-O-U-C-H B-E sick in the H-
4 The Rest Of Your Life lyrics
[chorus] I may not be your man baby But you know i`m driving you crazy Thats why you`ll fuck with me For the rest of your life I know your loving the sex Swallow it up it's better than X Thats why you stuck with me 4 the re
E-A-D
I worry when y'all stop hatin, it's a problem, waitin
When I'm back to drinkin old beers like Walter Patin
Easy wider, mouth web like a fuckin spider
Haha, y'all niggaz sweeter than apple cider
I pull a all nighter, pumpin the fifth
Weed and a spliff, nigga it's the curse and the gift

The fuck, yo engineer do me a favor
Come in here for a minute, please
(Hey Sheek is everything ok in there?)
Nigga, who told you to stop the beat?
Get ya ass in there and turn another beat on