[Devin the Dude]
Don`t Go, No girl (don`t go just yet baby)
I`m surprised you tried to compromise and not supply me with
The pleasure of touching you tenderly, at least a tit
Shit, a nipple or something, Just let me tickle it with my pinkie
And play with your, well you know, get my middle finger stankin`
(Girl: Hey don`t touch that)
I was just kidding
but you was crunk at the club, now we`re alone and you bullshittin
Kissin` all on my neck, squeezing all on my shit
You getting yourself all wet, simply for the funk of it
Why don`t you get undressed, lay back, let me massage ya
I won`t tell Timmy, if you won`t tell Tosha
Everything should be Kosh-er, well you know kosher
Why let your lips hang, let `em sing like they supposed to
(My name`s Cecile)
Pass the sweet around and hush
Don`t pull my third leg and I won`t beat around your bush
I put 15 dollars in the tank to come and get ya
Now you ready to go and want me to wait til Wednesday to get with ya
[Chorus]
I got ta go
Where you got to go?
Don`t go to soon
Where you got to go?
Another day wasted
Shoulda told you I couldn`t make it
A nigga damn near masturbated
But I waited
I told myself that I would quit
Fuckin with ya, after I can tell all my friends that I hit
But now its Blue Ball Tuesday
I may be out but I`m not down
I hit the town, neighbors frown
Hearing my ultrasound
I couldn`t hear my phone
But when I checked it, a message
Opened it up and read it
It was you, saying come get it
Hey, sure you ready?
I mean, you felt it before, you know its heavy
And hard; you have me `bout to nut just thinking of you
Those titties, that ass, girl I think I love you
Devin (talking on phone):
I`ll be there about 10
What you got on?
You haven`t been drinking have you?
Oh yeah, you want some more?
What? What do you mean somebody at the door?
Hello?
I gotta go
Why you gotta go?
Don`t Go just yet baby
Her man came home soooooon
And then she saw him walk straight into the room
She was just on the phone luckily
Talking to a strong-boned nigga like me
I, detour to the left, mashed on the gas
Dick hard, hard times, I`m mad, gave the gas another smash
But fuck it, I`ll get another chance
Cause tomorrow she`s gonna borrow her mother`s van
And that`s a whole lot of room for the boom-shaka-laka
I`ve been spending time, thinking on how soon I can fuck her
But seems the bitch ain`t gonna get no dick somewhat like Lassie
Cause her momma`s takin the van to visit her Auntie in Tallahassee
I gotta go
Where you gotta go?
I gotta go
Baby don`t go, don`t go
I gotta go
Where you gotta go?
