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Matoma
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Old Thing Back (Radio Edit)
Matoma feat. The Notorious B.I.G., Ja Rule & Ralph Tresvant
What you wanna do (Yeah) I got that old thing back (You know) What you wanna see Baby sing, relaxing What you wanna do (Yeah) I got that old thing back (You know) What you wanna see Baby sing, relaxing
Yeah, bad boy baby Ralph Tresvant Biggie Smalls Listen Uh, yeah, babe Oh, listen to me Ah yeah
To sex, I'm similar to the thriller in Manila Honeys call me Bigga, the condom filler Whether it's stiff tongue or stiff dick Biggie squeeze it to make shit fit, now check this shit I got the pack of Rough Riders, in the back of the Pathfinder You know the ep along by James Todd Smith I get swift with the lyrical gift Hit you with the dick, make your kidneys shift Here we go, here we go, but I'm not Domino I got the funk flow to make your drawers drop slow So recognize the dick size in these Karl Kani jeans I wear thirteens, know what I mean I fuck around and hit you with the Hennessey dick Mess around and go blind, don't get to see shit The next batter, here to shatter your bladder, it doesn't matter Skinny or fat boy, light-skinned or black, baby I drop these Boniqua mommies screamin', 'Ay papi!' I love it when they call me Big Poppa I only smoke blunts if they rolled propa Look, I gotcha caught up with the drunk flow Fuck tae kwon do, I tote da fo'-fo' For niggas gettin mad cause they bitch chose me A big black motherfucker with G, ya' see All I do is separate the game from the truth Big bang boots from the Bronx to Bolivia Gettin' Physical like Olivia Newt Tricks suck my clique dick all day with no trivia So gimme a ho, a bankroll and a bag of weed I'm guaranteed to fuck her 'til her nose bleed Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Even if your new man's a certified mack You'll get that H-town in ya, you'll want that old thing back
What you wanna do (Yeah) I got that old thing back (You know) What you wanna see Baby sing, relaxing
Is my mind playin' tricks, like Scarface and Bushwick Willie D, havin' nightmares of girls killin' me She mad because what we had didn't last I'm glad because her cousin let me hit the ass Fuck the past, let's dwell on the 500 SL The E and J and ginger ale The way my pockets swell to the rim, with Benjamins Another hon's in the crib, please send her in I fuck nonstop, lick my lips alot, used to lick the clits alot But lickin' clits had to stop Cause y'all don't know how to act when the tongue go down below Peep the funk flow, really though I got the cleanest meanest penis Ya' never seen this stroke of genius So take off your Tim boots and your bodysuit I mean the spandex and hit my man next Sex get rougher when it come to the nut buster Pussy crusher, black nasty motherfucker I don't chase em, I replace 'em And if I'm caressin' 'em, I'm undressin' 'em Fuck whatcha heard, who's the best in New York For fillin' fantasies without that nigga Mr. Walk Or tattoo I got you wrapped around my dick And when I'm done I got to split shit
What you wanna do (Yeah) I got that old thing back (You know) What you wanna see Baby sing, relaxing
Yeah, bad boy baby Ralph Tresvant Biggie Smalls Listen Uh, yeah, babe Oh, listen to me Ah yeah
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