Lustful ’97 lyrics

[Verse 1]
No time for you fake ass n*ggas
Sit back with a b*tch and I relax n*gga
Too many n*ggas be done for nothing
Hold it down for my city, got a grind for something
You got steez, but mine's is bumping
Your b*tch got beauty, but mine’s from London
She is a top notch foreign b*tch
With beauty, a lot of booty, her pus*y is rich
A b*tch want game, but I know I ain't laying
Yeah we see eye to eye, but we ain’t the same
Stay in your lane if you wanna maintain
Attitude will rule, gotta bring the pain
Screaming my name as I go in slow
Deep, deep like the sea, say you loved me, yo
I go so hard like brooklyn n*gga
Sitting down on the porch counting my new figures
A n*gga talk sh*t, seeing how they will or
But I can’t be back, you just want a hired killer
Gorilla all black, raider klan we squilla
And I stay low key like a young caterpillar
My n*ggas putting on for the goddamn klan
As I work the microphone with my di*k in my hands
A chill pill make you feel good like me
As I knock the pus*y out, Muhammad Ali
I’ll beat, that, and even sting like the poker brick
You a snake like Scar, but this ain’t Lion King
Had a dream like Martin Luther Vandross
Playing in the room, while I’m laying with her pants off
Pretty yeah, long hair she don't care
Said she love me and my di*k, she can't share
Nowhere, no way, can how
The f*ck you think you own me
b*tch get out
And the b*tch all on me
(Chorus)
You me want me, I want you, I want you!
You want me, I want you, I want you!
You want me, I want you, I want you!
You want me, I want you, I want you!
You want me, I want you, I want you!
You want me, I want you, I want you!
You want me, I want you, I want you!
You want me, I want you, I want you!

[Verse 2]
Im just a weirdo, (weirdo)
Gold teeth shine (shine) like a sun so clear though (clear though)
How do I appear though? (appear though)
Do I seem dark (dark), or do I seem bright though (bright though)
I dont even like hoes (like hoes)
That try to come down (down), and make it on the radio (radio)
n*gga f*ck a stero (stereo)..type
And bite, slapping juliet and romeo (romeo)
People kinda phony though (phony though)
But money still talk, so I kill 'em like a pony though (pony though)
She f*cking with a phony though (phony though)
I'm a wild boy so I made her ride a rodeo (rodeo)
She moving like a merry-go (merry go)
Round and round, she go all on me yo (on me yo)
Calling me her daddy-yo (daddy-yo)
Pretty as a bar with the motherf*cking paddy though (paddy though)
Gotta be the God of Black (God of Black)
Gotta take over the nation (nation)
Gotta be real, gotta be trill
Gotta do it for the generation
'88 Partiac
And make sure you a flash her
DC scrubs gotta be a goddess similar to Janet Jackson
Gotta be the God of Black (God of Black)
And make sure n*gga's ain't phony (phony)
Cus if them n*ggas dont f*ck wit' you
Then it makes y'all motherf*cking homies
Gotta keep making stacks (making stacks)
Its all about motherf*cking money (money)
See, in your family, f*cking easter love bunnies
You a be filthy rich (filthy rich) full of b*tches
sh*t gotta do it for the b*tches
Big mansion, by the beach, household full of bad b*tches
You gotta have every b*tch (every b*tch) and all the money in the planet (planet)
All you gotta do is gimme a wish, and GOD will grant it
You gon' save the world (save the world)
And make sure we stay trill, theres a lotta fakes, theres a lot of snakes
But that ain't too trill
Baby you the God of Black (God of Black)
You gon have all the millions
f*ck these motherf*cking haters, f*ck they motherf*cking feelings!
(Chorus)
You me want me, I want you, I want you!
You want me, I want you, I want you!
You want me, I want you, I want you!
You want me, I want you, I want you!
You want me, I want you, I want you!
You want me, I want you, I want you!
You want me, I want you, I want you!
You want me, I want you, I want you!