Masta Killa

Masta Killa - King Toast Queen lyrics

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(feat. Buddah Bless, Solomon Childs, U-God)

[Intro: Johnnie Taylor "Ain't That Loving You (For More Reasons Than One)"]

But I love the way... that you carry yourself...

Even love the way... you wear your hair...

Ain't that loving you' (Ain't that loving you')

Baby, ain't that loving you' (Ain't that loving you')

Baby, for more reasons than one...

[U-God:]

Roses are red, violets are blue

On one knee sucking your hips, up in your poo, boo

Got a flu, cuz I'm loving your candy lips

Tight as a glove, when we lock, understand me, miss

We made love in our socks, Hawaii was our last trip

Water splash the ass, right between the rocks

Dreamy fox, your hard nipples, yo, I kissed them

As if a spring fountain came running through like sprinkler systems

Your eyes twinkle, I'm your victim

Your hot jacuzzi love, unplugged, Stephanie

Her pops, don't like black people, that's why she left me

Especially, fucked me, test me, then stressed me

[Buddah Bless:]

You got some tig ol' bitties, you every bit of pretty

You come from Cakillac, or just to see me in the city

You got the oh my goodness, you got the oh my goodness

You bootylicious, ma, your doggystyle is oh my goodness

I see your nipples peaking, I got Victoria off the hook

No she telling every local single secret

You sweating and you moaning, I'm wetting and I'm grown in

I'm biting my lip, ma, your head game got me zoning

Wanted to thug you at first, now I love you the worst

Every man in his right mind, wanna fuck you on Earth

Your fragrance got me floating, your patience got me open

The type of dame to give you brain, playing video games and smoking

Forever and a day, my love song, my babe

The love jones'll stay, when you love zones a way

Forever and a day, love song, my babe

Love jones'll stay, love zones the way

[Interlude: Johnnie Taylor "Ain't That Loving You (For More Reasons Than One)"]

I let love slip away...

Now all that I can say...

Is hear the toast to a better day...

[Masta Killa:]

This is King Toast Queen, we touch glasses

Sipping the finest imports, burn murs and Love Supreme

[Solomon Childs:]

Peace to my forefathers, stories of King Solomon

Autobiography, momma, this is my reference

Been up north twice, avoided the pins on the last setting

Ghetto cambaret, watered down charteney

Not only brought up, aknowledge yourself

Momma said you my boy, so avoid the negative gassing

Ain't no future in flashing, everyday struggle, who asking'

I live amongst snitches, who love when po-nine kept

Who was in the projects blasting, old timers

Whispering how I'm a dead man standing, a star of the track heads

Pushing stolen video parts, God body, but still love criminal parts

The girls ate pork, all winter then had asses in the summer

Millionaire dollar run-up, rolling on the roads that Allah paved

Word around the hood, Mary J. Blige would say

Solomon Childs, ghetto celebrity, top grade, nuh...

[Outro: Johnnie Taylor "Ain't That Loving You (For More Reasons Than One)"]

I let love slip away...

Now all that I can say...

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