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STRONA D lyrics : "I Gotcha Your Man"

[Chorus-2x]
I, I gotcha man.
I, I gotcha man.

All I really wanted was that cash in advance.

[V1]

I gotcha man, that´s all I gotta say.
Erbody knew yous a hoe anyway.
Bi-(*##$ recognize I got these thick thighs

And this pretty #~!!@ that ya old man prides.
You-you the 6th man, I never ride the bench.
I´m the 1st round draft, you the 2nd round pick.

Ya man chose me, ya girl Strona D.
4 tips, brown eyes, and a gold pink teeth
Bi-(*##$ you can buck, I don´t give a $#&@

Open up the trunk, cl-click, oh what´s up
And I ain´t from the A, Palm Beach where I stay
But these hands can make ya $$# lean and rock any day.

Cuz I do it wit no hands (ay), I do it wit no feet (ay),
I do it wit that 4-5 to put ya $$# to sleep (ay).
But man real good, he do it wit his hands

Everytime he hands me that cash in advance.

[Chorus- 4x]


[V2]
Bi-(*##$, don´t get mad, ya better be glad,

Cuz this the best piece of #~!!@ that ya man ever had.
He went crazy for the twat he said my %#@! fat.
I gave him a warning that I got that holla back.

Hoe you ain´t no competition, (*##$ you better listen
Try to come cross, dumb hoe you´ll be missin.
I´m too too sweet, from my neck to my feet.

Lick me up and down, in the middle there´s a treat.
And I ain´t no hoe, I don´t go low.
I don´t need to cuz my !@$% like a throat.

Type of grip on that dick, that´s a power #~!!@
Slow wind on that %#@! til his eyes get gushy.
Let him get on his knees and li-lick that #~!!@

I gotcha man stupid (*##$, stop cryin you wussy.
You already had ya chance to keep ya man
Now everyday he givin me that cash in advance.


[Chorus- 4x]


[V3]
Yea ya man got taste, he seen this pretty face
And ever since then you had to be replaced.

I went shoppin in Cali, in South Beach Miami
Took a ride to Palm Beach, blowin kush in the Caddy.
I told him thanks for the gifts, and gave him a kiss

I swear he fell in love when his cheeks felt my lips.
that´s what I call game, I ain´t the one to blame.
I had him in the crib giv-givin me some brain.

Now ya mad and wanna fight, we can do this %#@! tonight
I don´t fight clean so ya better bring ya wipes.
And when I´m done wit ya $$# you can gon call ya crew

Cuz my dogs deep and they will do you.
So don´t think it´s a game, cuz (*##$ I ain´t playin.
I took ya man once, and I can take him again.

Yea ya man feel good, he took me by the hand
And said, baby here go yo cash in advance.


[Chorus-2x to end]

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