Fiend The Truth Is Lyrics

Street Life Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Street Life
  • 2 The Rock Show
  • 3 Talk It How I Bring It
  • 4 War 4 Reason
  • 5 Get in 2 It (feat. Mia X)
  • 6 Ak'n Bad (feat. Skull Buggrey & Mystikal)
  • 7 Heart Of A Ghetto Boy
  • 8 Trip to London (feat. Kage)
  • 9 The Truth Is
  • 10 Been Thru It All (feat. Magic)
  • 11 Mr. Whomp Whomp
  • 12 I Was Placed Here (feat. Holloway of Ghetto Commision)
  • 13 I'm Losing My Mind
  • 14 They Don't Hear Me
  • 15 If They Don't Know
  • 16 Walk That Line
  • 17 Waiting On God
  • Man come on girl, you know we tryin to do something.
    You gonna get it on before I train set’ here?
    (hey hey fiend, c’mon man.
    They got some more over here.)

    Now, what up shorty let a solider come rap a taste with ya
    Lay a rear on what possessed sleepy to come and get ya
    You’ve been chillin in the corner too cool and collective
    And I’m tired of judgin you from the clubs perspective
    You see I’m very selective of who I done and do
    You don’t know me, I’m fiend, I only fuck with a fewi
    I’m trying to do something with you without the crowd of all
    Lets escape in my ride to get this problem solved
    Now I done dodged them all, just to feel your persona
    Often to break the ice with the finest marijuana
    Lady call your mama and just ease your lil nana nana
    Cause you ain’t goin home, you done run up on the jones

    Say look shorty the truth is I ain’t tryin to be alone
    You should tell all that from my tone
    And if you bout twerkin something, and makin this man moan
    Maybe you and I can get it on
    Now I said look shorty the truth is I ain’t tryin to be alone
    You should tell all that from my tone
    And if you bout twerkin something, and makin this man moan
    Maybe you and I can get it on, get it on

    You remember me, in my younger twenties and full of energy
    You keep it on my mind, see I hear you killin me
    This ain’t bragging or boasting
    They tryin to convincing you done it to a brother with your victorias
    See I’m socially speaking, in search of a quite freakin
    Girl, give me one week and I’m a have your ass tweakin
    Medications decreations, survive and put down a beating
    Skip the movies no needing and the mom and dad meeting
    Get this and no I don’t’ need no bitches
    Just someone ain’t tripping on the hugs and kisses
    Drop your clothes at the door walk over here slow
    Lets see how many hours you can go

    Say look shorty the truth is I ain’t tryin to be alone
    You should tell all that from my tone
    And if you bout twerkin something, and makin this man moan
    Maybe you and I can get it on
    Now I said look shorty the truth is I ain’t tryin to be alone
    You should tell all that from my tone
    And if you bout twerkin something, and makin this man moan
    Maybe you and I can get it on, get it on
    Now look, the truth is I ain’t tryin to be alone
    You should tell all that from my tone
    And if you bout twerkin something, and makin this man moan
    Maybe you and I can get it on
    Now look look the truth is I ain’t tryin to be alone
    You should tell all that from my tone
    And if you bout twerkin something, and makin this man moan
    Maybe you and I can get it on

    Get it on with me, now come home with me
    Now girl what you tryin to do
    Get it on with me without owning me
    Now girl I’m choosing you
    Get it on with me, now come home with me
    Now girl what you tryin to do
    Get it on with me without owning me
    Now girl I’m choosing you
    Get it on with me, now come home with me
    Now girl what you tryin to do
    Get it on with me without owning me
    Now girl I’m choosing you
    Get it on with me, now come home with me
    Now girl what you tryin to do
    Get it on with me without owning me
    Now girl I’m choosing you
    Get it on with me, now come home with me
    Now girl what you tryin to do
    Get it on with me without owning me Lyrics © OBO APRA/AMCOS

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