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Текст (слова) песни: Mystikal - Mind of Mystikal

Nigga you ain`t shit

I woke up this morning dick rock hard
Had to piss so bad, that shit made me say God Lord!
Dick harder then a armadello
So I went in the bathroom and drained the little fellow
Flush the toilet, washed my hands
Took off my silk shirt, (whut else) and ? down my pants
I was rolling to meet this bitch in bout an hour (what you did)
????? and grabbed and towled and jumped my stankin ass in the shower
And now i`m feelin better, at least i`m smellin better
Instead of a combination of pussy and cheddar
I still smelled like last night`s fuck
So washed my lips, fingertips, but I can`t forget to wipe under the nuts
Blow my nose, wash my toes, then my asshole
Foggin up the mirrors, ?? all my fuckin clothes
Ain`t that a bitch, i`m already runnin late
Thinkin I ain`t got to do nothin, now I gotta change my outfit
Stepped to the closet and scanned the wardrobe
Seen that silk shirt, Tommy, fuck it, i`ll wear that Polo though
Girbauds and Polo socks
Slipped on the Fila`s cause it was too hot to bust the Timbo high tops
I looked in the mirror one last time for kicks
Like I really had to check, like I ain`t know I was the shit
Everything was in place
Pearly whites, brown complextion, daily braids and daily face
Mirror, mirror, wasup, who`s the most stuck up
??? bitch I just fucked that stankin slut
Thats the thought for the day
I`m bouts to cut that hoe (why) she can`t fuck anyways
Now i`m back on my mission
But before I hit the fuckin front door, gots to hit the kitchen
Cause all the ? is gettin bigger
Man, I ain`t ate shit (dawg, ain`t you hungry)
dawg, hungrier than three niggas
Grits and oatmeal, no time to cook though
Fuck it i`ll grab that left-over cold cut combo
And now the stomachs at ease
I`m bout the jet, but first grab the beeper, the ring, the ?, and the keys
And now i`m ready for the street
Lookin neat, smellin sweet from my teeth to my fuckin feet
I guees it`s part of my job (what job nigga)
Being colder then cold, smoother then smooth, sharper then sharp
So if you catch my in the club don`t say shit
Sweatin a nigga like Micheal ?? Tyler don`t pay bitch
Cause I ain`t that nigga thats gonna play with ya
Or stay with ya, but i`ll damn sure lay with ya
Cause i`m that type of nigga to tell a bitch that I love em quick
Better but not beleive it though (why) cause I ain`t bout shit

That nigga ain`t shit
That nigga ain`t bout shit
That nigga ain`t shit
2x

 

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