Ras Kass - Medusa lyrics

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Right now you up in the club and you see that bitch

That you've just broke up with (Uh, tramp, stank bitch)

'cause she was fucking ya homeboy

(The bitch ain't no good for ya homey)

You know what I'm saying? Just have a drink and think about it

She loves me, she loves me not

But looking in her eyes make my dick turn to rock

Yeah, shorty don't care she's a snake too

Fucking with them niggas from that fake Crew that hate you

Medusa

Slow ass from the front, camel toast so phat

(WHY?) Bow-legged sexy ass gap

Man I'm eating tangerine clowie Gucci cutters

Pussy so good, it feel like long butter

She likes moaning, Michael Kors, Dior

Polo, Chanel Couture and Tom Ford

Dime piece like Sanaa Lathan

Cooley Hindu, mess with entire Jamaican

Had a nigga like me chasing

But she the daughter of Satan, fake, she's a snaking

YOU'RE, SO, FUCKING SPECIAL!

No she ain't no good but I just can't let go

Venomous sinking in her fangs, while she giving me brain

Playing head game, pleasure and pain

Leaving head migraines use ya, abuse ya

After she seduce ya, Medusa

Promised to be my ride or die

Groomed her a long time, I fell in love with her lie

Mama neva liked you (NO), I wish I neva met her

Trying to get her out of my system and do better

Put the voodoo roots on me

I wanna leave but my heart won't let me

Get jetty, trying to figure out what she mixed in my spaghetti

Addicted to Jessica Rabbit in the black Teddy

Said - "You'll never forget me"

Went to jail, "Judge can I bail? "

Bitch sent me hate mails (WHAT?)

Break up, should make up, it's not a joke

She switched up her tongue, long cocked throat

Make love to Aaliyah, rock the boat, work the middle

Change position, missionary, wishing he took Ecstasy

Make a blind man see, a cripple man climbing tree

Whether you're floetry, all you gotta do is say "Yes"

Hand up a dress, fangs in my neck

"Hit me, I'm Medusa, that block is a deeply venomous"

No matter what I do, I ain't neva good enough

It's just my downfall and a good fuck

The homey say I'm whipped

'Cause I go back to you every time I say "I quit"

It's like the Rock song - I love you, I hate you

I just can't live without you

Forget about it, had to do a bid without you

Going got tough, the chick got going

Looking for already made nigga

Basically out here hoeing

Why I ever tried to make you happy, I'm not knowing

Sick of arguing, having to fight women

She the reason black women losing their men to white women

(Don't be mad) Pussy lips shaped like money clips

Twenty-four inch waist, thirty-six inch hips

Used to be my honey dip; now you're just that funny bitch

Hopped back on my dick on some dummy shit

She getting jealous and bitchy (HA-HA)

'Cause my new chick is hot and look like Britney

Can get more cheddar then you

Chocolate complected, and her pussy better then you, BITCH!