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Part Time Lovers Song Lyrics
Part Time Lovers by Max B [Intro]
I know what they wanna do to me
I wasn’t here
Threw my sh*t too nigga
Comin’ for you baby
I mean (Al Pac) these niggas got it confused man
So wavy, Gain Greene
(I mean) Public Domain, I’m so street right now
f**k it, it’s ya boy Biggavell
Talk to these niggas man
Homo niggas
Yeah
[Verse 1]
You ain’t a friend to me, I sip that Hennessy
Your b**ch she love the dick, bet she remember me
Bet I remember her, like I’m a kin to her
My sh*t was meant for her, Fridays I spend with her
I been with her, all she want is deez
I made her retire haze, now all she want is sneeze
Man all she want is the cheese, but I don’t give a sh*t
Let her work out, f**k with mines, I’m a murk you out
You ain’t tryna f**k around, get your head split
Toss the ratch in the yard, coky I can get live
Nigga I’ll be dead rich (f**k it) give it all to my son
Spend it all, get ya gun, spin the ball, hit ya one
That ya love and that ya hug and all
Crazy, had a baby, what b**ch, presidential with the wavy wrist
My b**ch got the Mercedes six, now I’m back in the cut
Tell police stop f**king Tru-Life in his butt
[Hook x2]
Ya’ll some part time lovers, y’all f**k under the covers
That’s ya mother, ya’ll supposed to be brothers
But y’all lovers, that’s nasty
That ain’t wavy, oh baby
[Verse 2]
I’m heavy in the loop, dezzy in the Coupe
Bezzie and a suit, one day I’ll go to court
His friend’s a nasty man, f**k Kim Kardashian
I f**ks the taximan, cops couldn’t catch me man
His b**ches love my cum (cum) so I let ’em drink
f**k me, I’ll give you ring, popo gon’ leave you stink
You know I leave you weak, nigga I am the streets
Nigga you are a b**ch, Bigga, he far from rich
Bigga, you are the sh*t, so let these niggas know
So let the blicker blow, already hit your hoe (already hit her)
Already gets the dough, scr*pe sh*t off the books
Get your melon booked, you ain’t know Biggavell a crook
Bunch of gay rap niggas, tryna make a name nigga
Tryna Silver Surf nigga, tryna make a wave nigga
Tryna make the pay (yeah)
Daily News label me a champion nigga cause I never lose
[Hook]
Y’all some part time lovers, y’all f**k under the covers
That’s ya mother, y’all supposed to be brothers
But y’all lovers, that’s nasty
That ain’t wavy, oh baby
[Repeat]
[Outro]
sh*t ain’t wavy (oh baby)
Y’all supposed to be on the same team and sh*t
Y’all ain’t supposed to be doin’ that
It’s ya boy Biggavell, N.O.E
Public Domain 2 for these niggas man
You already know
I don’t rat with a story to tell man
I mean, come on
Stop f**kin’ my sh*t up E, word up
We back in the loop though