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Yeah, yeah, yeah, you know you comin' home with me I said wassup ma, you know you comin' home with me Yeah, we ridin' down the wesside I got a bad little ting up on my left side I said wassup ma, you know you comin' home with me I said aye, aye, wassup, you comin' home with me Aye, we ridin' down the wesside I got a bad little ting up on my left side I said, yeah, you know you comin' home with me I said wassup ma, you know you comin' home with me Aye, yo I met her at Griffon, she had no inhibitions Crushed her '30 Impali, lined it up when she sniffed it Gettin' money from dancin', wasn't doin' the strippin' Did a couple of videos but she wasn't a vixen Okay, I been so numb, I didn't know that I was feelin' her Quick to put a dude in his place like a realtor Uh, now I'll be real witcha, ya isn't my type But I like how ya approached me so let's kick it tonight She said, uh, okay I'm with it, I asked her what she sippin' If she want another one, she said, nah, I know my limit Cool, now don't be timid, you ain't gotta be shy I got the Uber outside, if you want, we could slide and that's why... We ridin' down the wesside I got a bad little ting up on my left side Letras de cancionesI said wassup ma, you know you comin' home with me I said aye, aye, wassup, you comin' home with me Aye, we ridin' down the wesside I got a bad little ting up on my left side I said, yeah, you know you comin' home with me I said wassup ma, you know you comin' home with me I know you don't check your voicemail But I'm pretty sure you're gonna check this one, ya little homo (Oh shit) Lemme explain somethin' to you If you're upset and you have mommy issues and sister issues 'Cause your sister's fuckin' bipolar and your motha's a whore (Emilio laughing) She's the one that sucked that wetback's fuckin' dick She shoulda swallowed you instead of fuckin' pop your ass out Like seriously, leave my daughter alone I'm not playin' with you Emilio, you could take this with the fuckin' cops I got lawyer money, you don't even got rent money, okay? You and your fuckin' wetback little fuckin' girlfriend that you have now You know what? You guys, you're a wetback, she's a wetback It's perfect, stay the fuck away from my daughter Emilio (Yo, you fuckin' Puerto Rican, you crazy bitch, ah my god) I'm, I am not even fuckin' playin' with you Call me back if you're a fuckin' man which I know you're not already Call me back, let's deal with this as two fuckin' adults Let's see where it goes from there, faggot (Ah, she's fuckin' crazy) From Letras Mania