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gangsta of love (steve miller band) - geto boys lyrics

(intro)
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g*g*geto g*g*geto boys g*g*geto g*g*geto boys
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(verse 1: scarface)
i’ve never been played by a hoe, if a b*tch is actin’ stupid
she’s gotta go, so motherf*ck a miss sad, if she f*cks with me
imma kick her little monkey ass, see, you hoes got it wrong, thinks
if a n*gga say he love ya, he ain’t strong, girl you taking sh*t the wrong
way, and i can tell right now, its gonna be a long day, i’ve got to
educate you brothers, if the b*tch won’t givе up the play, f*ck her!
move along to thе next trick, see i’m the type of n*gga tell a hoe suck d*ck, (and if she ain’t suckin’?) that’s a waste of time, conversation and my f*ckin’, i’ll just put my f*cking pants on, and tell the idiotic
freak to take her tramp ass home, cause i don’t need a f*ckin’ dummy, i need a b*tch to l!ck my nuts until my d*ck is cumming, and after that you’ll earn your gloves, just call me the gangsta of love

(hook)
g*g*geto g*g*geto boys g*g*geto g*g*geto boys
(call me, call me, yeah, call me the gangster of love)

(verse 2: willie d)
i like b*tches, all kinds of b*tches, to take off my shirt and
pull down my britches, if she’s got big titties, i’ll squeeze em’
and hold em’ while she suck my d*ck and l!ck my scr*t*m
if she’s got a friend i’ll f*ck her too, together we can play a game
of switcheroo, i ain’t the type who gets all mushy, i like to sit back
and watch em’ eat each others p*ssy
weak people might say i’m insane, but that’s the other d*mn level
of the game, i’ll turn your sister out if she f*cks with me
you wanna know my identity?
(hook)
(call me, call me, yeah, call me the gangster of love)

(verse 3: bushwick bill)
b*tches look at me like i’m a faker, knowin’ godd*mn well i’m a
motherf*ckin’ heartbreaker, i’ll have them cryin’ for months
cause i done f*cked their best friends and put a whippin’ on their
c*nts, they’ll have their mothers to call, but if you f*cked one mom
you done f*cked em’ all, cause if your mom offers me the p*ssy
she’s stuck, that’s what kind of n*gga i am, a p*ssy f*ckin’ gangsta
godd*mn! six different hoes a night, i use lubricated rubbers to
make the p*ssy feel right, better safe then be a victim, if you got
a jimmy hat, go ahead and stick em’, i put the p*ssy in its place
and when i nut, i pull it out, then to to the face, and tell the b*tch
to keep l!ckin’ and prepare herself for another ruthless d*ckin’
and when i’m done straight to the tub… just call me the gangsta
of love

(hook)
g*g*geto g*g*geto boys g*g*geto g*g*geto boys
(call me, call me, yeah, call me the gangsta of love)

(verse 3: willie d)
i’m a motherf*cker, i’ll put a b*tch through a test, and if she don’t pass, she don’t get blessed, if the test consists of f*ckin’
my whole crew, well b*tch godd*mn, that’s what you gotta do!
you say you wanna be down wit’ willie d, but you find it hard to listen to me, every time you f*ck up and skip a class
imma put my godd*mn foot in yo’ ass!
and if your father wanna buck up, i’ll beat the wrinkles
out the old mothaf*cka’ i’ll treat a b*tch like a queen, but she
has to realize i’m the godd*mn king, some jealous punk in town
told my b*tch that i was f*ckin’ around, and she’s still down!
to do the same, you’ve gotta have game, you wanna know
my name?
(hook)
(call me, call me, yeah, call me the gangster of love)

(bridge: willie d and bushwick bill)
say b
(what’s up d?)
all the hoes mad at us cause we ain’t payin’ for the p*ssy
and fightin’ over they asses and sh*t, yeah, but that’s the other
d*mn level of the game again, (d*mn straight)
say man, while we on the subject of hoes, whatever happened
to that hoe you used to f*ck with named cathy?

(verse 4: willie d)
oh cathy, that hoe was hot, the first piece of p*ssy that i ever
got, she f*cked me till i was cummin’, put my nuts in her mouth
and started hummin’, i said sh*t, “commence the checkin'”
she put my dillbag in her mouth and said hold up a second
turned me on my back, gold, opened up my b*ttcheeks, and started
l!ckin’ out my assh0l*, that’s why i guess i’m the gangsta, and uh
kathleen johnson, sweetheart i’d like to thank ya
little hoes out there are gettin’ stuck, by n*ggas like me, and
we really don’t give a f*ck, (big ass titties and a s*xy switch, whatever you got, you deserved it b*tch!)
see uh, i like to take em’ fast, act like i love em’, and dog they
motherf*ckin’ ass! for like instance ms. p, b*tch tried to run a game
and f*ck over me, but i sensed it in the makin’, talkin’ bout’
she’s pregnant, “from me or that jamaican?”
she said, me of course, so i drug her little ass like a motherf*ckin’
horse, that’s what she get for trying to play me, i’ll kick a b*tch
smack dead in the ass if she ever say we, made a kid when i make it
i’ll grab her by her neck, and try to break it, cause i knew i wore a glove, you know who you f*ckin’ wit’ b*tch?
(hook)
(call me, call me, yeah, call me the gangster of love)

(outro)
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