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Cappadonna – Girlfriend Lyrics

Girls*talking Verse*

one cappadonna: Girlfriend

what, you did was wrong Baby
my love is still strong On
some king kong ding-dong Never
celebate never, souflan Poppi
kin poppi, wardrobe king Suck
her g-spot and, you know she so hot She
said she love me a lot Remedy
she, told me she drop F
k**her so hard all, outdoors P
y***is mines and plus yours Didn't
mean to turnin em out turnin, em on Stetched
out in front the next girl house Bb
d k**out remedy, slash, cappadon' Slash
pardon me for turnin you on Turnin
you on Chorus

cappadonna: Girlfriend

Bb
conduct bb, conduct bb, conduct Didn't
mean to turn you on Bb
conduct bb, conduct bb, conduct Verse

two remedy: Check

that yo f, k**what he thinks You
know the p y***bleeds and stinks Buy
ya tranked out blanked, out all, crazy in pink I
seen the p y***kill the best of men and take down kings F
k**material things f, k**ya phat diamonds rings Men
do lifetime bids for this 2, lips hit the clitoris Inconspicous
hit, with syphilis ridiculous, One
gash came, between the man and the stash Half
his cash sucker, for love a Souflan**
no, doubt was, never in the plan Ball-and-chain
pussywhipped, man can't understand It's
like the cappadon said Mcf
means you thinkin with ya head If
you thinkin with ya d k**son ya, might get sick 'cause
when it comes to the piece son ain't, s titfor free Either
pay for every piece of it or start a family Now
all rise and eyes on the prize of this song And
if I did I never meant the girl to turn you on Verse

three cappadonna: Sellin

ya gold sellin, ya soul You
crossed out and, crossed over Gold
digga and hilfiger booster, and strippa Flip
on a n anustoo quicka Projects
is, what I deal wit Cold-hearted
chicks catch on fast Twist
they a take**, more cash and, more crack Tishy
on the block like, b s*****never do that I
protect females that f k**me on the first night Bitin
my spray nozzel see, goines Turnin
y'all ladies off, and on popcorn, Freddy
kruger thoughts, of how I'm gon' do ya Ya
mind all screwed up bb, conduct All
of y'all girls are outta luck Takin
too long givin, ya s titup Bb
conduct bb, conduct bb, conduct bb, conduct Chorus

x4: Girls

*talking in background of chorus
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