G-Unit - I Smell ***** Lyrics
Son you smell that? What's that?I smell *****. Is that you Irv?I smell *****. Is that you Ja?I smell *****. Is that you Black?I smell *****. Is that you Tah?Y'all niggas is *****I'm ballin' now nigga now watch me (watch me)Ain't nothin' you can do to stop me (stop Me)You niggas get so emotional (emotional)You remind me of my *****.It's not in my nature to make a commitment so let me breathe,But she doesn't understand catch attitudes when I leave her (leave her)Like being on probation makin' it harder for me to except heras my own she tries to tie up my phone and (phone and)I'm not at home, she thinkin i'm not alone (prolly) I'm tryna boneanything in the streetI let her know she can leave I ain't tryin to tie her up but seeit's hard to ***** with somebody after she touches me mamiI'm not your regular nigga I know the game (I know the game)but i don't play by the rules im focusin on ma movesthat way i will never loseSee I can tell by your shoes if you attracted to Benz's with 22'sSay I confuse you play little tricks with your headCatchin' feelin's ever since the first time I slept in your bedI'm not here to tease you mislead you or mess up your dreams (nah)I can't say I love you I dont know what that meansI'ma pimp.[Chorus: (x2)]Girl you know I like it when you climb on topLove muscles feel tighter than a headlockAnd you know I love the way you make the bed rockTake me to extasy without taking Extasy[Verse 2:]When I first met herI did anything to get her (what?)Paid all her bills and filled the 'fridgerator (uh huh)Reminiscin' on late nights when I try to lay upbut couldn't get off cause your baby would stay upShe even crashed the whip tryin' to switch in the third laneThat's when I realized this ***** was a bird brainA pigeon writin' her baby pops in the box in the prisonSing-sing is where he biddin'She in the Gucci tights and Findi high healsBaby wipes and cans of InfamilMoter bike and grams of fish scaleIt's a 9 to 5 niggas with no frillsTurnin' young niggas with princables to old men with debtsAnd all the prank calls was death threats that ***** had the best sexAll across the globe and the ***** head game was out of control[Chorus: (x2)]Girl you know I like it when you climb on topLove muscles feel tighter than a headlockAnd you know I love the way you make the bed rockTake me to extasy without taking Extasy[Verse 3:]I'm wonderin' when I'm gone if you'll miss me (miss me)or do you miss the Don Perion and the CristyI'm *****in' with youI'm feelin' your shape I'm feelin' your eyesLater on I'm feelin' your ass and feelin' your thighs (come here baby)Sweet heart your book smart and street smart (uh huh)I knew you was my type from the very very start (yeah)I'm into tongue kissin' and four play all dayMama ain't home so the noise is okayO.D.B you know he like it the raw wayLatex safe sex no hickeys on the neckNow you learnin' (whoo)The Lords blessin' makes me wiser as the world's turnin'My tongue touch the right spot have your toes curlin'whether we just kickin it or we sexin i'm a pro baby girli spit game to perfection (Yeah)So when niggas make mistakes I correct them andWhen niggas get out of line I check them man[Chorus: (x2)]Girl you know I like it when you climb on topLove muscles feel tighter than a headlockAnd you know I love the way you make the bed rockTake me to extasy without taking Extasy
