Just Fuckin – E-40 – letras

[E-40] What’s goin on momma? I don’t know why you trippin[Bosko] I don’t know why you act this way, this way[E-40] You already knew what it was from the beginnin[E-40] You know how we’ve been gettin down[Bosko] I know you want this too[E-40] We just friends right?[Bosko] We should never stop what we do[E-40] We got a good thing goin baby[Chorus: Bosko]We’re not in love but we pretennnndWe both know we’re just fu-ckin (we’re fuckin)The situation’s a win-win (it’s a win-win)We both know we’re just fu-ckin (we’re fuckin)[E-40]Oooh; thick like a big bowl of grits, big tits good looksI knew you had some good gush gushCause you look like you did and I can tell it was bomb (what type)The type of broad to squirt when she bust a nut and she cumYou said you know I got a man but he ain’t treatin me fairHe always gone plus he never take me nowhereI said what’chu tryin to tell me, he act like you don’t exist?Yup and when he come home he smell like liquor and fishFool don’t know what he missin, he tardy and lameBut that’s his loss, and it’s my gameYou got a mean throat game and your coochie is seriousPussy so good I fuck you on your peroidNaw we ain’t in love but we can damn sho’ pretend to beGet a sack of that broccoli and a bottle of HennessyCheck into a room at the Fairfield Inn (and then what)Fire up some purple, let the beatings begin (oooh)[Chorus w/ different ad libs][E-40]Your girlfriends is jealous and sexually frustratedSo of course they hated after you told ’em how I ate itAnd you know what they say about fellas with big feetSo why you wanna put my business out in the street?They already give me extra long hugs and shit (what else)They want your position, they tryin to scoot you up out of itTake your foot of the gas, I thought we had an arrangementYou missin the point, it ain’t gon’ be no engagementYou need to play your position, or you out of the gameYou testin my mackin, you out of yo’ rangeWe just fuck-buddies, I’m just stickin and bonin yaGet somewhere with that dumb shit, stick to the formulaI’ll come over later when your kids asleepAnd so some nasty things that they gon’ have to bleepGive it to you good, while he out there trickinMake your man say, « Girl yo’ coo-coo feel different! »[Chorus w/ different ad libs][E-40] We just fuckin[Bosko]Baby please stop the whininLet me tell out your lininOrgasms multiplyinUnder the sun that’s shininOn-ly a fool would throw this a-wayyyyyyyyyyy (ooooh)[Chorus w/ E-40 ad libs too][E-40] We just fuckin[Bosko + (E-40)]Don’t act like you want this to endI know you don’t, know you don’t (oooh)We both know we’re just fu-ckin (We just fuckin sweetheart)We can do this and still be friends(Yeah, we can still be friends)We both know we’re just fu-ckin (we just fuckin)Just let me do ya baby (just let me do ya)Just let me screw ya baby (let me screw ya)I swear I’ll fuck you all night[E-40]You know, I’ll come throughI got the Astroglide, I got the larger size prophylacticsLifestyle, oowop edition you smell me?It’s therapeutic and healinYou know we got a certain chemistry sweetheartI come through the turf the other dayY’knahmean they scream out – here for the hemp listHere for the hemp listI go pick up a zip, stop by the liquor sto’Pick up a bottle of Beefeater and Donald Duck grapefruit juiceCause I know that’s yo’ favorite, oooh