Gangsta Love

Oh, yeah, she gon' fuck with a straight ****, ****

I'ma sign three lines, ****

Bitch, how gon' fuck to this, man?

I wanna know your name, give a fuck about your boyfriend

Let me be your toy friend only for one day

Tonight I'ma show you what I call a first date

Come on in, close the door turn the music off

I feel your hands on my face and you ain't gotta say what's been said

Just open your legs and I'ma go direct

And every time you put your tongue on me (Tongue on me)

I feel like I'ma need a chance to breathe (For real)

I feel it runnin', comin' down your knees (Oh, whoa)

Feel me, got it sticky, got it hard for you to get me off (Don't)

And I ain't trippin', 'cause I wanna see (I wanna see)

If you a freak and can you handle it deep? (For real)

Climb on top and ride me like a G (I'm gangsta)

Feel like we thuggin' when we fuckin', but it's nothin', no discussion

I can make it cloudy, that's when you feel that water

Runnin' down your body, we gon' need a bottle

Get on top and  ride me, ready here we go

You must want a carpet burn, 'cause we keep fuckin' on the floor

Show me what it's made of

Real street ****, girl, ain't none of this made up

Your sex is contagious, head game crazy

I know you got a **** and I got an old lady

So show me what's it's made of, show me what's it made of

You can keep your feelin's, bitch, I ain't tryna save 'em (Oh, no)

I'ma replace you, I don't want no relation (I don't)

I know my dick good, girl, let's keep it gangsta

Hey, you can tell your **** what he wanna know

Long as you keep it gangsta, got you open like a corner store

I want you to ride me like you're 'posed to

Ride me, bitch, gon' ride it like you never rode nobody

When we ridin', we ain't playin' games

I handle mama sayin' she from Florence Lane

She gon' ride it like she 'posed to

Ride me, gon' and ride me like you never rode nobody

I'm a G-A-N-G-S-T-A, hey

Three G-A-N-G-S-T-A, hey, oh, oh, oh

Show me what it's made of

Real street ****, girl, ain't none of this made up

Your sex is contagious, head game crazy

I know you got a **** and I got an old lady

So show me what's it's made of, show me what's it made of

You can keep your feelings, bitch, I ain't tryna save 'em

I'ma replace you, I don't want no relation (I don't)

I know my dick good, girl, let's keep it gangsta, hey