Fes Taylor - I Ain't The One Lyrics
[Chorus : sample (Fes Taylor)]I don't wanna be, I don't wanna beI don't wanna be the one (not me)I don't wanna be, I don't wanna beI don't wanna be the one (cuz I ain't going out like that)[Fes Taylor]Buying the clothes, designing the toesPlus, I ain't propose with a diamond and roseI'm just trying to slide off her clothers, wine her in goldNo you can't spend the night, I ain't lying to hoesTell the truth, I ain't looking for a girl or a spouseJust wanna, nasty broad, let me cum in her mouthI need a, classy broad, and I'm turning her outYou know, me and the wolves take turns in my houseYou got a man, baby daddy, I don't fight over chicksHell no, I don't trick, won't light up your wristBuy you no kicks, be there, when you crying and shitProbably try to stroke your cousin, plus eyeing your sisTell your moms, no hugs, I ain't trying to kissAin't nobody sugar daddy, just supplying them giftsExcuse me miss, I'm Shaolin's finestBut still get on some Brooklyn shit, and call you a *****I call 'em, slut, hoe, skankBut they still ***** with me, cuz of what's in the bankThey saying, what, oh, waitBut they still lust for me, come ***** with the great, I tell 'em[Chorus][Fes Taylor]Buying them whips, and buying them titsYou be amazed what these *****es want, asking for shitCrack a smile, can't hold back from laughing and shitCuz back in the days, I gave in to half of this shitNowadays ma, you gotta pay for half of the dickThe other half you only get on some passion and shitThey say I need to get my attitude fixedI had a few bad chicks, I ain't trust 'em for shitExample; I call this chick up, right, she at her man cribDialed the number, memory 2, and rung, he answered it'Can I speak to Ranitha', 'yeah, she right here'I'm like 'Ma, I'm downstairs', she like, 'I be right there'You know it's no such thing as male and female friendsBeat shorty in the CL Benz, look at thatAnd I'm suppose to let a female in? WhySo she can bring her hair, weaves, and them Lee nails inI call 'em, slut, hoe, skankBut they still ***** with me, cuz of what's in the bankThey saying, what, oh, waitBut they still lust for me, come ***** with the great, I tell 'em[Chorus]
