Max B - Part Time Lovers Lyrics

I know what they wanna do to me
I wasn't here
Threw my shit too nigga
Comin' for you baby
I mean (Al Pac) these niggaz got it confused man
So wavy, Gain Greene
(I mean) Public Domain, I'm so street right now
F*ck it, it's ya boy Biggavell
Talk to these niggaz man, homo niggaz
Yeah

[Verse 1:]
You ain't a friend to me, I sip that Hennessy
Your bitch she love the dick, bet she remember me
Bet I remember her, like I'm a kin to her
My shit 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 shit
Let her work out, f*ck with mines, I'm a murk you out
You ain't tryna f*ck around, get your head split
Toss the ratch in the yard, coky I can get live
Nigga I'll be dead rich (f*ck 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 bitch, presidential with the wavy wrist
My bitch got the Mercedes six, now I'm back in the cut
Tell police stop f*ckin' Tru-Life in his butt

[Chorus:]
Y'all some part time lovers, y'all f*ck 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]

[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*ck Kim Kardashian
I f*cks the taximan, cops couldn't catch me man
His bitches love my cum (cum) so I let 'em drink
F*ck 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 bitch, Bigga, he far from rich
Bigga, you are the shit, so let these niggaz know
So let the blicker blow, already hit your hoe (already hit her)
Already gets the dough, scrape shit off the books
Get your melon booked, you ain't know Biggavell a crook
Bunch of gay rap niggaz, 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 kuz I never lose

[Chorus:]
Y'all some part time lovers, y'all f*ck 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]

Shit ain't wavy (oh baby)
Y'all supposed to be on the same team and shit
Y'all ain't supposed to be doin' that
It's ya boy Biggavell, N.O.E.
Public Domain 2 for these niggaz man
You already know
I don't rat with a story to tell man
I mean, come on
Stop f*ckin' my shit up E, word up
We back in the loop though