Deem Spencer - Spottieottie lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1] The cycle that we live in isn't deadly Lead lies and the led leaves Lye smoke to the eyes and we're Jet Li Feeling like "The One" if you let me Broke boy with a pillow Cracked dreams and a nightmare. Cope Dope boy in the night sky Visine to the scope. What? Dollar to my name, linger in the buff Bigger in the rays, bring her in a daze Cigarette and liquor in her system And I'm figuring the cigarillo laced And I'm fingering her with her own finger And she's yelling "Oh sh**!" And now she's singing and I'm giving her the face Thinking bout delivering the sh** that I been thinking Ever since I figured she been getting slimmer in the waist She's widdit [Hook] Life is a b**h Gives good head and she dance She smoke, drink, and she thick She approached me to be her man She's so deep in these hands You shoulda never let these up I just wanna be friends You shoulda never let me f** [Verse 2] Part of me hope...pardon me. Part of me don't The water we constantly turn into wine is a hoax Combine it with soap. Wash all your sin away Bend away, been away. Win and they won't Where do we go? All of the time I'm revising a note to my love If she's giving a f** but the heart is a joke If you're heartless and hardly smoke So go "n***a we made it!" We here! Considering the pain, the risk and despair I'm a n***a with the same wish in this Spit a riddle to the famous in his ear Words out the other one, summer come, one of those years When a mother's son run a gun: number one fear When a gunner come, run up on another going "Yeah n***a!" n***a go "Bumbaclot". Brother don't care. Go bang! [Hook] Life is a b**h, give you head Might send her right to the bed Liken to bison to red Life is a license to live Fight for your right til the d**h (4X) Damn, damn, damn James (8X) [Verse 3] Life is a centerfold. Send her home naked Might never get her though Letter 4 day sh** Settle for a Betty Bo. Better fold basic Face it. Pretend that you can send an ovation Clap for my b**h, n***a. Never gon' taste it Face in the clit and I shed her whole base And I wait til I wet her hole Metaphor wasted Waist deep Let a ho forget her probation Sit her on the stove finna get her warmed up Centerpiece, snake in the mirror. Hold up Venom in the bulb with the lights on I'mma go down When the lights on, I'mma fold up Baby girl boutta learn I ain't no b**h And her p**y ain't sh** to a n***a Nose uprose Wind to the line Grape wine to the liver Come hither with a rose, please never go lush Said life is a s*ut Lichen adjusting to busting her bu*ton Since I give a f** Writing as lightening, light in the level Enlightening, heightening life in the hut I'm Mike in the 70's Heavenly father, the farther you send me I tend to erupt In three seconds these tendencies tend to be rusting Your basic amenity Tell em "We f**ed."