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Featuring T3, The Action Figures and Denmark (Intro) So you tellin me your name Melanie You got a felony You at a cold ass color green recipe What? I need a gangsta, nah (Verse) I need it down to the type of chick stowing up the Henny and the clown shit We can light it up, I mean smoke a half a pound shit Oh shit, she got my back it’s like blowin step She never fuck nobody when she fuck around, awesome I never bust a rap, but when she busts a rap, rasta I love this chick, that’s why I let her shop target She let me use the food stamp caught at the market I like to take a ride because niggas get noxious I hate to take a wrap cuz last time they press charges She pop it actin mouth last time we had a problem But what’s a gangsta bitch without a lil bit of drama? Come up consleting and she never need make-up Heavy on the bottom, on the top is a ache up Cute face, small waist, dance at the go go The place where the niggas rain money and they showboat I never leave er, got to meet her Letras de canciones (Hook) I need a gangsta, I need a gangsta I need a gangsta bitch I need a gangsta, I need a gangsta I need a gangsta bitch (Verse) Cold night in the city a call from a young dancer Call from a place on the metro, got cancelled She aksed how you been, I’m blessed making plane But you know you and I gotta finish what we planned to Instead I got a itch only a real nigga handles Opened the door and it was more than I could handle Lights got cut off, the chopper sexy with candles Champagne, bucket of ice, I’ll take the stample She stands on lingerie, blunt already may Just finished the second track so she passing the hit Couple magic when the scene, how she deliver the game She got me feelin every sweet nothing that she telling me Don’t love because we are, but love because we can never be Then we sweat slick then digging deeper she letting me Hitting it raw, tossing it hard, as she catching me Then wake up the next morning with nobody next to me Gone again, bitches got my phone again (Hook) I need a gangsta, I need a gangsta I need a gangsta bitch I need a gangsta, I need a gangsta I need a gangsta bitch (Verse) Hell yeah, she do people Gangsta like nigga who you calling a bitch? Gangsta hats, pinky up, Whip a 40 ounce strong in the ass out a cockpit Roll blunts, flop down blowin gwaps Book worm, big ass, dumb fat That’s a whole lot of fuller I know she hear that from her mama Cuz I seen her mama puka make it clap And she ain’t got no extensions in her hair Everything’s natural, baby that’s wear No mascara, looking Pam Guerre And way back they would rub the cat in the barrel of a clip with the sun on your head Running your pantyhose, you runnin for mayor Yea (Outro) Is she running for mayor? She running for mayor Is she running for mayor? I think she running for mayor Is she running for mayor? She running for mayor She running for mayor From Letras Mania